"I'd be wonderin' why y'd be lyin' t' me," he said, leaning over and plucking a couple of the fries from the basket before she applied the ketchup. His eyes darted to where the red droplet landed on her wrist and then up to her face.
"Thanks." He popped the fries in his mouth in one go, a smooth almost discernible movement that seemed to mirror his body language - sleek, still, poised.
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on 2013-09-10 05:10 am (UTC)"Thanks." He popped the fries in his mouth in one go, a smooth almost discernible movement that seemed to mirror his body language - sleek, still, poised.