[He's waiting for her brilliantly sarcastic comeback. The last thing he expects is for her to close the distance between them so completely. He squeezes the old bag's handles tighter and tighter with her every feather-light step.
No way, no way. It was a joke! She's not really going to...?
Nope.
Wiry strands trickle over the edge of his ear as she turns his expectations upside down with expert showmanship. Her words send invisible shivers down his spine, but he feels hot and his throat is too dry for any sort of reply. He swears his heart skips a beat. By then, she pulls back, patting him once before making her way down the hall.
Only once she's gone does he chance lifting his hand, hesitantly rolling his fingers around his ear. He can't repress an impressed chuckle.]
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No way, no way. It was a joke! She's not really going to...?
Nope.
Wiry strands trickle over the edge of his ear as she turns his expectations upside down with expert showmanship. Her words send invisible shivers down his spine, but he feels hot and his throat is too dry for any sort of reply. He swears his heart skips a beat. By then, she pulls back, patting him once before making her way down the hall.
Only once she's gone does he chance lifting his hand, hesitantly rolling his fingers around his ear. He can't repress an impressed chuckle.]
Turnabout is fair play, huh?
[Well... Okay then.]