"You're right, then they'll be walking up to you. Can't have strangers stalking you can we?" He giggled.
Greed blew over the tattoo with his breath, tapping it with his fingers quickly to be sure it was dry. "What?" he looked at her as if it was perfectly normal for him to stick tattoos on her skin like he was initialing his lunch box.
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Date: 2012-12-12 05:12 am (UTC)Greed blew over the tattoo with his breath, tapping it with his fingers quickly to be sure it was dry. "What?" he looked at her as if it was perfectly normal for him to stick tattoos on her skin like he was initialing his lunch box.