Clint pressed his legs gently against hers, with a thankful nod, and quickly picked a spoonfull of her own coffee topping from her cup, trying to light the mood further.
"If there's some armed cavalry landing on my roof before that, though... Well, you can confirm that I somehow made it to put my phone in the washing machine and wasn't available, right?"
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Date: 2013-12-31 10:16 am (UTC)From:Clint pressed his legs gently against hers, with a thankful nod, and quickly picked a spoonfull of her own coffee topping from her cup, trying to light the mood further.
"If there's some armed cavalry landing on my roof before that, though... Well, you can confirm that I somehow made it to put my phone in the washing machine and wasn't available, right?"