crashout: (Cancer)
ᴛʜᴏᴛ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄ ([personal profile] crashout) wrote in [personal profile] uncurtained 2019-10-23 03:15 am (UTC)

[It doesn't hit right away, and he turns to look over at her with a curious gaze.]

What kind of weird...?

[Except when he looks right at her he knows immediately what kind of weird. It's a pinprickling, hot sort of sensation crawling over his skin and his mouth goes dry for a minute.]

...uh. [Yeah. Intelligent.] Okay, uh...we can just...ignore whatever the fuck this is, right?

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