It is a good life. [His arm tightens, squeezing her gently. He casually sets the ice cream on the nearest table/night stand, fully expecting some raccoon to have been waiting for his chance to strike. Now is that chance.] So I've got no reason to window shop. Don't wanna. Everything I need is right here already.
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Date: 2016-04-18 08:14 pm (UTC)