[If you thought Thor was the incarnation of a golden retriever, you were wrong. Because, Skye.
She sets her plate and beer down too and slides on up to him, snuggling up without the need for further insistence from his side. She wraps her arms around his waist, and buries her nose in the collar of his shirt and it's so nice.]
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She sets her plate and beer down too and slides on up to him, snuggling up without the need for further insistence from his side. She wraps her arms around his waist, and buries her nose in the collar of his shirt and it's so nice.]