Yeah, just. Gimme a sec. [He gives a brief nod, and starts to squirm out from under Molly, moving her hands from his waist and lifting her head and putting one of the couch cushions under it so she doesn't drop onto the couch. He tugs the blanket over her some more, and then stands up, free. He has to stretch though, his spine cracking lightly from being in that position for so long.
He can't shake the pit that's forming in his stomach, but that was really inescapable all things considered, and starts heading into the kitchen, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.]
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He can't shake the pit that's forming in his stomach, but that was really inescapable all things considered, and starts heading into the kitchen, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.]
...So.