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Send (///д///) for my character's reaction to yours tripping, knocking mine over and landing atop them in a rather risque-like way.
( it all happens so fast; teresa gives out a sharp yelp as her back lands flesh with the ground. it's not long until thomas is hovering directly above her. there's a lingering lust in his eyes, and she's subconsciously sure her own gaze matches. but now's not the time, nor the place to even imagine anything like this--- but teresa barely moves underneath him before speaking. ) " good morning to you, too. "












