Sweetheart, one look at your face 'n your ugly boots and I'm already wishin' I was blind.
[ teasing; he's teasing because seeing ashe's normal composure crumble for something so unrefined, so unlike her brings a sense of intoxication. like a shot of whisky that burns his throat—his stomach—it's addicting. ]
I'll delete 'em when you give me new ones. Or remind me how the real thing goes.
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[ teasing; he's teasing because seeing ashe's normal composure crumble for something so unrefined, so unlike her brings a sense of intoxication. like a shot of whisky that burns his throat—his stomach—it's addicting. ]
I'll delete 'em when you give me new ones. Or remind me how the real thing goes.