[ Simply put. She doesn't want to start with any other adjectives that could apply here because whoa what is going on here?? She feels... well, she's feeling and it's throwing her for a spin.
Scrambling in the moment to reel herself in, she nods, flashes a small smile, and then awkwardly blurts out: ]
I should be going. I think I see flies starting to buzz around me.
[ What sounds like a nervous laugh follows before quickly dying out as she then, more seriously, tells him: ]
We should do this again... but without the whole playing with our food part. If you're into it.
[ Smiling is a really great look on you, Badou. Honestly. ]
Yeah. Okay. Great.
[ Her smile is certainly not diminishing any. And from an outside perspective, someone might even say she's stalling a little. ]
Keep in touch, okay?
[ But the desire to walk away now and wait until she's alone to unpack all of this (or just stuff it away; denial is no stranger to her) is much stronger than whatever desire lingers in her to stay. And she kind of really wouldn't mind staying.
Faye leans in to softly press her lips to his cheek, one last time if not to experience that closeness again, and then slips past him. ]
[he'll probably be standing there, dazed and giddy for another 10 minutes after she leaves. all he can do is focus on the light peck of her lips, that flash of warmth, the softness of her face, her tone.
AND HANDSOME!!!!!!!!]
Yeah. Yeah, we'll talk soon.
[HAND!!SOME!!! he has to now come up with something just as good and classy]
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[ Simply put. She doesn't want to start with any other adjectives that could apply here because whoa what is going on here?? She feels... well, she's feeling and it's throwing her for a spin.
Scrambling in the moment to reel herself in, she nods, flashes a small smile, and then awkwardly blurts out: ]
I should be going. I think I see flies starting to buzz around me.
[ What sounds like a nervous laugh follows before quickly dying out as she then, more seriously, tells him: ]
We should do this again... but without the whole playing with our food part. If you're into it.
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Buzz, buzz. And uh, yeah. I'd like to do this again. I'd like that.
[he smiles a smile that nearly splits his face. gross and embarrassed and probably kicked out of that place. this is fine.]
'buzz, buzz' i am destroyed that was so cute
Yeah. Okay. Great.
[ Her smile is certainly not diminishing any. And from an outside perspective, someone might even say she's stalling a little. ]
Keep in touch, okay?
[ But the desire to walk away now and wait until she's alone to unpack all of this (or just stuff it away; denial is no stranger to her) is much stronger than whatever desire lingers in her to stay. And she kind of really wouldn't mind staying.
Faye leans in to softly press her lips to his cheek, one last time if not to experience that closeness again, and then slips past him. ]
See you around... handsome.
[ YEAH SHE SAID IT ]
N O IM DESTROYED!!!! HANDSOME!!!! PLZ!!!!
AND HANDSOME!!!!!!!!]
Yeah. Yeah, we'll talk soon.
[HAND!!SOME!!! he has to now come up with something just as good and classy]