It seems like a lot of food is like that, sometimes. Like it doesn't exist outside of walking up to a counter and asking somebody to hand it to you. Like milk in a bottle. You know how great milk in a bottle is? So good.
[She bites the corner of her lip, hiding a smile of her own, and then casts him a sideways look, sliding her eyes over to the corners without moving her head to look at him.]
So...does that mean you're sharing? The ice cream...and maybe while you're at it, the way you got away with eating a burger for dinner every night?
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Date: 2018-08-01 12:25 am (UTC)[She bites the corner of her lip, hiding a smile of her own, and then casts him a sideways look, sliding her eyes over to the corners without moving her head to look at him.]
So...does that mean you're sharing? The ice cream...and maybe while you're at it, the way you got away with eating a burger for dinner every night?