[She'd stood and swept a throw from the nearby couch around herself with studied indifference, sensing that any blushing, uncomfortable modesty would only amuse Donnie; it wasn't her style in any case.
She looked at him for a moment, sizing him up, head tilted ever so slightly to the side.]
That's debatable.
[Then she moved towards him, letting out a theatrical sigh, then with a gentle hand on the crown of his head, tipped his head back and kissed his forehead lightly. She released him, and couldn't resist giving him a kick in the shins, smirking. She moved to leave.]
Now, I'm going for a shower. You'd best clean up, too. You smell like roadkill.
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Date: 2010-06-26 01:36 am (UTC)She looked at him for a moment, sizing him up, head tilted ever so slightly to the side.]
That's debatable.
[Then she moved towards him, letting out a theatrical sigh, then with a gentle hand on the crown of his head, tipped his head back and kissed his forehead lightly. She released him, and couldn't resist giving him a kick in the shins, smirking. She moved to leave.]
Now, I'm going for a shower. You'd best clean up, too. You smell like roadkill.