[UGH UGH well you know what, it's typical that the one who lands in her room would be a masochist. Yep. Typical.]
No, that's not.... [She sighs angrily.] No S&M! Got that? [And her eyes land for just a moment on what the man is wearing. Or rather not wearing...but also what he's wearing.
Oh, hell. Really, Malnosso, really?! In the very next breath, she shakes her finger at him, as though at a naughty pet.] Bad, bad New Feather!
[Leaving him on the bed, she crosses to the door and throws it open, yelling at the top of her lungs, hoping someone hears:] Bufffyyyy?! Are you still here? [And she's met with silence. Well. This is only the most awkward thing ever.]
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No, that's not.... [She sighs angrily.] No S&M! Got that? [And her eyes land for just a moment on what the man is wearing. Or rather not wearing...but also what he's wearing.
Oh, hell. Really, Malnosso, really?! In the very next breath, she shakes her finger at him, as though at a naughty pet.] Bad, bad New Feather!
[Leaving him on the bed, she crosses to the door and throws it open, yelling at the top of her lungs, hoping someone hears:] Bufffyyyy?! Are you still here? [And she's met with silence. Well. This is only the most awkward thing ever.]