[ aaah, her expression lights up like it always does after he kisses her nose, but she's stepping back as soon as his hands are up, all enthusiasm as she climbs up onto her bed and snatches up the container with the strawberries as she goes. the lid gets popped off and tossed on the floor, and then Rachel's moving to lay on her side, legs bent, weight on her forearm, all very Vanna White as she gestures to the little tupperware full of chocolate strawberry goodness before taking one out and holding it by the leaves ]
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C'mere.