Simon: im gonna go read in the sun for a bit. Can you put sunscreen on me?
Grace, face in the microscope: yeah. Can you wait like three to five minutes? Im almost done
Simon: damn, didnt expect you to pass up a opportunity to touch my tits
*series of bumps and clatters as Grace knocks things over and trips on furniture in his hurry to cross the room*
Grace, leaning out from behind the wall, with the biggest most hopeful smile on his face: you'd let me?










