You left me alone for hours and hours with a bucket of paint, what did you expect?
[ she's pulling him in to meet her halfway on that kiss as soon as her wrist is out of the way, favoring his top lip between hers in a somewhat sloppy, lazy kind of kiss. she drags her fingers up into his hair, gripping in it just to hold on. ]
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[ she's pulling him in to meet her halfway on that kiss as soon as her wrist is out of the way, favoring his top lip between hers in a somewhat sloppy, lazy kind of kiss. she drags her fingers up into his hair, gripping in it just to hold on. ]