"Oh, right," she said slowly. "Not privy to my inner monologue. That would be a telepath."
Holly recalled Daniel's assessment of her mental state. "I pretend not to know better. You know, do completely reckless, mental things." This was getting too personal. Weren't people supposed to tell her their deepest, darkest secrets?
"You're turning it around on me!" The brunette stood up and held out his wristwatch. "I'm the perceptive one, remember?"
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on 2013-09-17 09:43 pm (UTC)Holly recalled Daniel's assessment of her mental state. "I pretend not to know better. You know, do completely reckless, mental things." This was getting too personal. Weren't people supposed to tell her their deepest, darkest secrets?
"You're turning it around on me!" The brunette stood up and held out his wristwatch. "I'm the perceptive one, remember?"