( cheers! ice cream cone and tiny cup, the classiest of all toasts. )
You could just ask me, you know.
( she tips her head a bit, swiping up a bit of the melted treat with her tongue just before it gets on her hand. he's going to need to ask fast, it seems, since it does have something of a timer even without her intervention. the glance his way is all fluttering lashes and cloyingly sweet, her impish little grin hidden by a swirl of frozen vanilla. )
I do like it when pretty boys ask me nicely for things.
( whether or not she does anything about it is another matter entirely though. )
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You could just ask me, you know.
( she tips her head a bit, swiping up a bit of the melted treat with her tongue just before it gets on her hand. he's going to need to ask fast, it seems, since it does have something of a timer even without her intervention. the glance his way is all fluttering lashes and cloyingly sweet, her impish little grin hidden by a swirl of frozen vanilla. )
I do like it when pretty boys ask me nicely for things.
( whether or not she does anything about it is another matter entirely though. )