Date: 2015-09-21 05:02 am (UTC)
doomed_copper: (Fear and distrust.)
She just stared at him a moment, her lips falling open in disgust.

"How do you think it ended?" she replied with a small gasp of incredulity before picking up her glass again, taking a sip whilst locking eyes with his in a pointed look.

"Well, needless to say, I didn't get laid, and I didn't call him after he pushed his mobile number into my hand."

Her eyes continued to hold Jim's glance, and the irises began to soften in the familiarity of the soft blues of his as a barely audible sigh escaped her throat in the process of relaxing.
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