She lets out a sympathetic hum; how sorry she is, really, to have to dash his hopes like this. What a curse it is sometimes to be so practical.
"Next time," she promises, leaning into him a little to press a kiss to the side of his neck. She stays close, and murmurs: "...can I take you home and offer you something at least as fun for being so understanding? I think that's only fair."
Plan B. (Not that she wouldn't deliver on that suggestion.)
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Date: 2014-01-30 01:50 pm (UTC)"Next time," she promises, leaning into him a little to press a kiss to the side of his neck. She stays close, and murmurs: "...can I take you home and offer you something at least as fun for being so understanding? I think that's only fair."
Plan B. (Not that she wouldn't deliver on that suggestion.)