Oh yeah, I mean, it fits. [and he chuckles at a joke in his head, something about human-sized vibrators maybe. thank god she can't read minds too.] But personally, I like Daisy. Quake if we're speaking on a strictly professional level.
[it was meant to be idle conversation, not something he'd expected her to answer. and yet there she is, perusing the wares, inspecting for quality or some other measure that he can't quite fathom. she grabs leather basically dangles it in front of them. his eyes widen, his brain sputters. and he can't say anything at first.
friendship doesn't involve mental pictures of your friends wearing nothing but a harness and a smile, reyes. he chides himself and yet somehow the voice sounds an awful lot like hers in his head.
Um. Yeah? [his voice sounds uncomfortably squeaky to his own ears. like he's twelve again or some shit.] Didn't think you were... [and he's not sure how to finish that one. they're not that close, afterall.]
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Oh yeah, I mean, it fits. [and he chuckles at a joke in his head, something about human-sized vibrators maybe. thank god she can't read minds too.] But personally, I like Daisy. Quake if we're speaking on a strictly professional level.
[it was meant to be idle conversation, not something he'd expected her to answer. and yet there she is, perusing the wares, inspecting for quality or some other measure that he can't quite fathom. she grabs leather basically dangles it in front of them. his eyes widen, his brain sputters. and he can't say anything at first.
friendship doesn't involve mental pictures of your friends wearing nothing but a harness and a smile, reyes. he chides himself and yet somehow the voice sounds an awful lot like hers in his head.
Um. Yeah? [his voice sounds uncomfortably squeaky to his own ears. like he's twelve again or some shit.] Didn't think you were... [and he's not sure how to finish that one. they're not that close, afterall.]