sinclair-13 said:
Sinclair had his hand supporting his chin as he looks at Cherry. “I want to spend every christmas of the rest of my life with you.”
A shiver, involuntary, and Cherry jerked away within moments of being touched. His mouth was upturned in a sneer, eyes narrowed, each pastel optic skimming up and down to take head-to-toe countenance of whoever just did that to him.
How do you respond to that? He was certainly at a loss for words, at least, in regards to anything PG.
“Considering how easily that came out of your mouth, I can’t imagine I’m the first one you’ve dropped that line on,” dusting himself off as he quipped, Cheri felt the need to groom, to wash away the sensation- the lingering remnants of the hand on his chin. His nerves wanted him to shake it away like one trembles away the touch of winter, but he steeled against the creeping tide of goosebumps.
Invasive.
“I’m afraid your efforts are wasted here, you might want to try the bar. I think you’ll have better luck with those a few shots in.”
He should have stayed in his dorm, was a cup of coco worth braving the advances of drunk guardians? He might need a swig of liquor himself before the night was up at this rate.
