[ And she's the one that's gets called Touch'n'Feels, huh? ] Right. Of course. [ It doesn't seem to bother her—in fact, there's almost comfort in the touch. A sense of safety. Security.
She trails after Jinx with ease, hopping from tile to tile, doing her best not to overthink the last hour. ] My hero. [ Voice dripping sarcasm, but it's softened by warmth, by affection.
At the front entrance, she gives Jinx's hand a quick squeeze. ] Try not to get bitten by another rabid dog. I don't mind playing nurse, but I'm terrible at real first aid.
[she returns the squeeze, and she finally unties their fingers, folding her arms over her chest while leaning against the door frame. truthfully, jinx wishes she could stay and keep her company further, but she wouldn't want the other to witness her night terrors or the risk of making a fool of herself somehow. her curse has to be emerging from the shadows soon, because there's absolutely no way it would allow something this good to continue to ruin its course. still, the bluenette snorts a chuckle, with the smirk not wavering.]
Aw, how else am I gonna get my kicks? The walls can only chat with me for so long.
Guess you'll just have to get creative. [ she teases, walking backward for a few steps. She flashes Jinx one last smile before turning away, lifting a hand in an easy, careless wave. ] Bye, Jinx!
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She trails after Jinx with ease, hopping from tile to tile, doing her best not to overthink the last hour. ] My hero. [ Voice dripping sarcasm, but it's softened by warmth, by affection.
At the front entrance, she gives Jinx's hand a quick squeeze. ] Try not to get bitten by another rabid dog. I don't mind playing nurse, but I'm terrible at real first aid.
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Aw, how else am I gonna get my kicks? The walls can only chat with me for so long.
[half....joking.]
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wrapped.
[THIS IS NOT A REAL TAG OR ANYTHING. I JUST DONT FEEL LIKE WRITING JINX SAYING BYE AND WALKING AWAY. BUT ANYWAY, THREAD END, YAY!]