[ Denied the chance to laugh at him? Say it isn't so! The singular "ah" still gets a giggle out of her, of course, but if only she could see him blinking. Or, even better, the hidden optics in general!!
What's inside of him would be nice to see, too. She's scrubbing and scrubbing, gradually getting annoyed again under the surface. Let her see the things! ]
Only sometimes? Liar.
[ He pokes her so much, she's going to have permanent dents forming! That might be a normal thing for him, but not her! And that's not even counting how often his avatar has given her the :| face. ]
But...I guess if it's not all the time, it's okay. You don't bother me that much, either, so... [ She huffs, almost sounding similar to his vents. ] All it means is I'm balancing out how crazy you drive me!
[ Just like how she CAN'T SEE WHAT SHE WANTS! Quietly, she grumbles, giving up for the time being. It'll be too obvious if she starts feeling around for a button, and heck if she's going to do something like ask for him to open it. She's left to cope and seethe. Awful.
Grumbling a bit more, she finally scrubs away the heart, then moves downward to clean his spike area. She hopes it gets him squirming. The perfect revenge! ]
You can pay me back by telling me about your tattoo. Or I guess it's more like a decal? Whatever it is.
[ That fancy face on his chest, she means. And don't be...deceptive about it. Hehehe. ]
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What's inside of him would be nice to see, too. She's scrubbing and scrubbing, gradually getting annoyed again under the surface. Let her see the things! ]
Only sometimes? Liar.
[ He pokes her so much, she's going to have permanent dents forming! That might be a normal thing for him, but not her! And that's not even counting how often his avatar has given her the :| face. ]
But...I guess if it's not all the time, it's okay. You don't bother me that much, either, so... [ She huffs, almost sounding similar to his vents. ] All it means is I'm balancing out how crazy you drive me!
[ Just like how she CAN'T SEE WHAT SHE WANTS! Quietly, she grumbles, giving up for the time being. It'll be too obvious if she starts feeling around for a button, and heck if she's going to do something like ask for him to open it. She's left to cope and seethe. Awful.
Grumbling a bit more, she finally scrubs away the heart, then moves downward to clean his spike area. She hopes it gets him squirming. The perfect revenge! ]
You can pay me back by telling me about your tattoo. Or I guess it's more like a decal? Whatever it is.
[ That fancy face on his chest, she means. And don't be...deceptive about it. Hehehe. ]