"Oh goo-" For the second time tonight, she got cut off, not that she minded in the slightest. The rest of the words died in her throat, replaced by a very pleased humming sound. It made her feel good all the way down to her toes, which, she dimly registered, were curled into the carpet. She might have laughed if she hadn't been otherwise occupied.
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Date: 2013-08-03 09:39 am (UTC)