"M'not pukey. Not feeling pukey," she assures him, gratefully using his arm as leverage and actually manages to stay up. Hurray.
Her head sways and turns to him, and for some reason his mouth catches her attention and she intrudes in his personal space, fingers tracing the outline of his lips, clumsily poking his bucky teeth in the process.
"Are--arre you pukey...?" 'Cause she's not so sure she should kiss you if you're gonna be pukey. Then, that will make her pukey.
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"M'not pukey. Not feeling pukey," she assures him, gratefully using his arm as leverage and actually manages to stay up. Hurray.
Her head sways and turns to him, and for some reason his mouth catches her attention and she intrudes in his personal space, fingers tracing the outline of his lips, clumsily poking his bucky teeth in the process.
"Are--arre you pukey...?" 'Cause she's not so sure she should kiss you if you're gonna be pukey. Then, that will make her pukey.