It quickly finds its way up his suit jacket, so her access to his side is unhindered when she pinches him.
"I hope you're talkin' 'bout the lovely ceremony."
She tilts her head back to cast an eye on him, laughter still dancing in the blue. Her hand moves from her mouth just long enough to flash him a blood-red smirk.
"'Cuz it'd be a shame t'ask the vicar t'stay an' conduct a funeral."
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Date: 2012-08-11 08:49 am (UTC)It quickly finds its way up his suit jacket, so her access to his side is unhindered when she pinches him.
"I hope you're talkin' 'bout the lovely ceremony."
She tilts her head back to cast an eye on him, laughter still dancing in the blue. Her hand moves from her mouth just long enough to flash him a blood-red smirk.
"'Cuz it'd be a shame t'ask the vicar t'stay an' conduct a funeral."