He was, and she loved it. She loved seeing him grow and mature as much as he did. Making a face at him, she laughed, shoving at his chest, "Let go already you beast," she teased affectionately. "And lend me your scarf so I can wash it. It smells like seawater." She sniffs at him. "Ugh - and so do you. Go take a shower." She grinned.
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Date: 2016-08-20 01:53 pm (UTC)From: