Nervous flutters, dry mouth, Arvo just went for it. Getting his friends attention, he gave the boy a quick peck, before leaning away nervously, as if expecting some sort of retaliation, "жаль..."
¤ Mostly, Travis was just stunned, giving Arvo a baffled look as he raised a hand to touch his lips, just a little. That was.... unexpected. "... Are you trying to tell me something, or is this just Russian friend stuff?" Travis eventually asked, lowering his hand; a careful, but probing look on his face as he looked at the other boy.


















