[ sexy, that word makes her eyes sort of narrow, not in a bad way, at all, but like she has to squint to understand it. maybe it's because she's always related 'sexy' to 'sexual' and for a while, she had to make a point to not be that way. in any way. but here in Asgard it's different, isn't it? so maybe it's okay that this guy that she likes thinks she's sexy. even if it makes her toes kinda curl up in her socks ]
I don't think that. I know it. 'Cause you are. You're a lot of things. [ and she's giving him another kiss before reaching for the milkshake to take another big sip, even if it makes her tongue feel numb. she's still just watching him too, and for a horrifying moment, she thinks about how she actually finally understands the whole can't take my eyes off of you thing. oh, gods. it's too corny. she's mad at herself for even thinking it. buuuut not enough to stop, even once she's tapping the end of the straw against his bottom lip ]
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I don't think that. I know it. 'Cause you are. You're a lot of things. [ and she's giving him another kiss before reaching for the milkshake to take another big sip, even if it makes her tongue feel numb. she's still just watching him too, and for a horrifying moment, she thinks about how she actually finally understands the whole can't take my eyes off of you thing. oh, gods. it's too corny. she's mad at herself for even thinking it. buuuut not enough to stop, even once she's tapping the end of the straw against his bottom lip ]