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2013-10-02 01:49 am (UTC)
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Knowing what he does about the fairy tale, he pauses, and then smiles.
"Sorta. I'd rather have a seamstress here anyway. But I can't ask you to make all my clothes."
Their hands clasped together, he gives her fingers a gentle squeeze, and gives her a smirk.
"We'll talk about that later. Dinner first. C'mon."
And after she locks up her suite, he starts leading her toward the Earth Sector, and his favorite street food.
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"Sorta. I'd rather have a seamstress here anyway. But I can't ask you to make all my clothes."
Their hands clasped together, he gives her fingers a gentle squeeze, and gives her a smirk.
"We'll talk about that later. Dinner first. C'mon."
And after she locks up her suite, he starts leading her toward the Earth Sector, and his favorite street food.