I won't, I won't. Promise. I'm a good girl, remember? And I'm on my best behavior tonight.
[ A good girl, he says, and struggles desperately with the impulse to chase Roche's mouth when he leans away again. God, he really is probably the easiest person in the world to rile up. It can't be helped, really. In general, and in this case, because he wouldn't know how else to act if he wasn't pretending to act otherwise. I mean, it's not his god damn fault Roche is so god damn attractive, is it? No. No it's not.
No kisses yet. He looks away, stretching his leg out to toe through the shards of glass on the floor with his shoe, snagging one of the diamonds underneath it and dragging it over. He bends down to pick it up and turns it around in his fingers appraisingly. ]
Fuck, how many carats you think this is, two? Sell one of these and half the slums could eat for months. —Pop the sunroof, wouldja?
[ Throwing diamonds out of the sunroof? Throwing diamonds out of the sunroof. ]
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[ A good girl, he says, and struggles desperately with the impulse to chase Roche's mouth when he leans away again. God, he really is probably the easiest person in the world to rile up. It can't be helped, really. In general, and in this case, because he wouldn't know how else to act if he wasn't pretending to act otherwise. I mean, it's not his god damn fault Roche is so god damn attractive, is it? No. No it's not.
No kisses yet. He looks away, stretching his leg out to toe through the shards of glass on the floor with his shoe, snagging one of the diamonds underneath it and dragging it over. He bends down to pick it up and turns it around in his fingers appraisingly. ]
Fuck, how many carats you think this is, two? Sell one of these and half the slums could eat for months. —Pop the sunroof, wouldja?
[ Throwing diamonds out of the sunroof? Throwing diamonds out of the sunroof. ]