[ Yeah!! Exactly. That's right Marc. It's quiet enough in this house (because she's got the air conditioner on a system, to where it cools and stops and right now it isn't on so she can hear everything for once) to where she can catch that fuck's sake. She's alert enough to thoroughly enjoy the petty, the angry, the stupidly bitter way it leaves his lips because good. He did this to himself! Marc thinks he can just get mad at her for nothing, get banished to the couch, then sneak into her bed to hold her and cuddle her tight??
(If she weren't as pissed he absolutely could've got away with this. Lottie would've got on his case in the morning after refusing to give him kisses and blueballing him for a little bit. Make him squirm on her playing field so she could interrogate him with the same bravado he gave her.)
The door opens one more time after she's clearly done arranging her bed for the night. The light illuminating her form, letting him see his shirt on her frame and her little shorts in far clearer lighting. She slips in through the crack, and what does she do?
That's right. She grabs her phone to take with her. ]
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(If she weren't as pissed he absolutely could've got away with this. Lottie would've got on his case in the morning after refusing to give him kisses and blueballing him for a little bit. Make him squirm on her playing field so she could interrogate him with the same bravado he gave her.)
The door opens one more time after she's clearly done arranging her bed for the night. The light illuminating her form, letting him see his shirt on her frame and her little shorts in far clearer lighting. She slips in through the crack, and what does she do?
That's right. She grabs her phone to take with her. ]