Baby, it's cold outside
Send me “Baby it’s cold outside” and my character will try to convince yours to stay the night.
When she glanced at her digital and noticed that it was well after midnight, Inez knew that he probably would need to get going soon, or — at least — say he did to be polite, or something. She didn’t plan on getting rid of him just yet though, even as she felt like she could fall asleep if she was laying down, but he was nice and warm she figured she wouldn’t have to put up the heat if he stayed the night.
"No reason for you to venture ‘cross down, y’know?" She explained as she saw him glance towards the clock too, the dawning of the hour upon them as if they had just broken from some sort of trance. She yawned, towards her shoulder, but it was small and barely considered such.
"Figure you could stay here, Ah don’t mind it. Couch is cozy.. Bed’s even more so." She said and looked up at him. There wasn’t much suggestive on her tongue, but he was a glimpse of summer in the bleak, disgusting city winter. She hated the cold so damn much that she didn’t feel like being enveloped in it while trying to get to sleep.
"You ain’t even gotta stay passed mornin’."















