[ And it's a kiss that makes him wonder why he's so avoidant the rest of the time, up until the point he realizes they're falling and then the lightheaded warmth turns into a vertigo-driven shock of fear as they twist around and right off the sill. Right. This, this is probably why. The fear is short-lived, thankfully, once the impact with the floor proves that they fell in, not out.
Not that he should be all that thankful for his arm being mildly crushed between a body and stone. There will be a few bruises tomorrow and he won't even be able to complain about them!
He lays prone on her for only as long as it takes to recover enough sense to struggle and try and push himself up. With only one arm free, though, he doesn't get far and he's left to sag back down against her, where he seems to give up and let his head rest against her shoulder for now. ]
Well, you can't say I didn't try. [ Oh well. ] I think this may be a sign that we should go back down to the party.
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Not that he should be all that thankful for his arm being mildly crushed between a body and stone. There will be a few bruises tomorrow and he won't even be able to complain about them!
He lays prone on her for only as long as it takes to recover enough sense to struggle and try and push himself up. With only one arm free, though, he doesn't get far and he's left to sag back down against her, where he seems to give up and let his head rest against her shoulder for now. ]
Well, you can't say I didn't try. [ Oh well. ] I think this may be a sign that we should go back down to the party.