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2023-04-06 01:17 am (UTC)
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[The ghosts are menaces.]
[He had meant future hand holding. She may have taken it differently, he realizes as her hand moves up.]
[He doesn't actually want to correct her and his already shaky pride certainly won't let him.]
[He lowers his hand, trying to control his blush. It's not really working and there are still embers flickering in his hair, but he nods.]
You may.
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[He had meant future hand holding. She may have taken it differently, he realizes as her hand moves up.]
[He doesn't actually want to correct her and his already shaky pride certainly won't let him.]
[He lowers his hand, trying to control his blush. It's not really working and there are still embers flickering in his hair, but he nods.] You may.