[ Slowly, he reaches out with his left hand to skate his fingertips along the edge of her sweatshirt until he can rest his palm on her hip. There's no magical compulsion between them now, only a few inches of space among the soft blankets, and he finds himself feeling strangely nervous. ]
I guess it must be kinda tough living in a place like this. [ His voice is low and thoughtful, his thumb rubbing her gently through the fabric of her shirt. ] Feels like you've got someone watching your every move. View's.. uh, pretty good, though.
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[ Slowly, he reaches out with his left hand to skate his fingertips along the edge of her sweatshirt until he can rest his palm on her hip. There's no magical compulsion between them now, only a few inches of space among the soft blankets, and he finds himself feeling strangely nervous. ]
I guess it must be kinda tough living in a place like this. [ His voice is low and thoughtful, his thumb rubbing her gently through the fabric of her shirt. ] Feels like you've got someone watching your every move. View's.. uh, pretty good, though.