I'll take a Red Bull. [ she slides off the seat and onto the floor beside him, reaching to take his chin in hand, so she can turn his face to meet hers. there's a touch of hesitance, but now it's official, right, so it's fine, r- right. her cheeks color, but she pushes forward, their lips meeting for a soft and chaste kiss, her hand eventually moving to his cheek to guide him closer. when it breaks, she's still feeling a bit nervous... sheepish... so she looks aside and chuckles, rubbing the back of her neck. ] Refreshing. [ #nailedit. ]
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