“Since when do we care if things are appropriate. I was just thinking on the cheek. Where your mind went is on you.”
And he was accused of having a dirty mind. Apparently another constant had to be added to the list: death, taxes, and Unovian elites with terrible morals. While cheating their death and taxes, no less.
“I’ve been just peachy, actually. Fairing well yourself, I hope?
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“I don’t~ Well, you shouldn’t be so vague then.”
Either way he was more than welcomed to obliged. Lips pressing along his cheek gently dragging themselves to the corner of his own mouth. Since he couldn’t bother in releasing him to place on on each cheek this would be enough, non?
“About the same other than dealing with the humidity here lately, dear.”
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