but his hand is at her shoulder pressing her down, and it takes her a full minute to realize it's because he doesn't want her to sit back up and attempt the repeat performance she's threatening him with. she tries to frown, and her brows almost succeed in scrunching up and knitting together, but she gives up after another couple of heartbeats because it's far too difficult to be angry when she feels so peacefully blissed-out.
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[ a vague question nets a vague answer.
but his hand is at her shoulder pressing her down, and it takes her a full minute to realize it's because he doesn't want her to sit back up and attempt the repeat performance she's threatening him with. she tries to frown, and her brows almost succeed in scrunching up and knitting together, but she gives up after another couple of heartbeats because it's far too difficult to be angry when she feels so peacefully blissed-out.
instead, she just rolls her eyes at him again. ]
Not drunk. I told you.