[When Ali abruptly stops, Baptiste is already in the midst of squeezing sun tan lotion into the palm of his hand. A quiet spurt fills the silence for a moment before Ali speaks.]
A complication?
[The way Baptiste parrots the phrase holds a surprising innocence. His brows arch. His lips press together in such a way that his mustache contributes to the illusion of a feline's curious countenance.]
oh my gosh he's so cute bahahah
A complication?
[The way Baptiste parrots the phrase holds a surprising innocence. His brows arch. His lips press together in such a way that his mustache contributes to the illusion of a feline's curious countenance.]
Are you shy about your ass?