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clara oѕwald. ❛ тнe ιмpoѕѕιвle gιrl. ❜ ([personal profile] oswinforthewin) wrote 2014-08-13 09:05 am (UTC)

Her eyes dropped to the handkerchief. She hesitated before taking it slowly from his hand and starting to wrap her arm. It wouldn't be bleeding long, as standard sanitizing procedures, but it wasn't like he knew that. Besides, it was rather nice to be touched by someone's kindness every now and again. It wasn't something she had grown used to.

"It moves on its own." Annabell raised an eyebrow at him as the elevator jarred and started to move down. "It'd put the toy away before you really make the wrong impression."

Then she paused. "You're certainly to meet this woman of yours in a hurry." But, before the comment could be taken personally at any level, she added on: "You could always tell me you don't enjoy my company. I wouldn't be offended by the notion."

She might have just been joking a bit to get to him.

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