[ Finding the cigarette he places it between his lips, and looks her way expecting her to light it with her finger. Though he tried not to move to terribly much, the hand in his hair was pretty nice.]
Gotta be good at something, right? Not all of us are as good as you. [ Yep, he's in a rare mood tonight.]
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Gotta be good at something, right? Not all of us are as good as you. [ Yep, he's in a rare mood tonight.]