[ she moves with him, onto her back, because she kind of did think that move was intentional, because where else would he go? she's so fine with him sitting right there ( and fine with strawberry kisses too, mmh ), one hand resting flat on his thigh while the other brings the strawberry up to finish the rest of it, leaving just the leaves, which she sprinkles back into the container. whatever, they won't stick to the chocolate, it's still cold.
but yeah, anyway, she's got her full attention on Stiles, his weight on her hips, the feel of his pants as she brushes her fingers over his thigh, and just. you know. really cute boy sharing her personal space. it's still pretty new and exciting for her. ]
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but yeah, anyway, she's got her full attention on Stiles, his weight on her hips, the feel of his pants as she brushes her fingers over his thigh, and just. you know. really cute boy sharing her personal space. it's still pretty new and exciting for her. ]
Well. You should grab another strawberry, maybe.