[ she smiles at him and lifts her feet, wiggling her bare toes for emphasis. all she's in is his shirt, after all. technically, the shirt's hers. maybe he does have a point after all. ]
And I think I'll sacrifice this shirt. [ she peers down at it and tugs at the collar. ] I have plenty more.
[ although she suspects that's a tantalising offer, she knows stefan won't go for it. still, she'll pout before she sighs, peering down at her feet before she kicks them back into the cupboard beneath her. ]
You should be cooking naked. That should be my Christmas gift.
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[ she smiles at him and lifts her feet, wiggling her bare toes for emphasis. all she's in is his shirt, after all. technically, the shirt's hers. maybe he does have a point after all. ]
And I think I'll sacrifice this shirt. [ she peers down at it and tugs at the collar. ] I have plenty more.
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( he starts to laugh because he knows he'll be the one cleaning it up if they do do this. )
Let me cook you food. I don't want to wear it.
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[ although she suspects that's a tantalising offer, she knows stefan won't go for it. still, she'll pout before she sighs, peering down at her feet before she kicks them back into the cupboard beneath her. ]
You should be cooking naked. That should be my Christmas gift.
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( he doubts it. she'll want her cake and to eat it too. he smirks. )
And just give you that?