Haha you got it!! Not too long you won't though! Your man's coming :)
[Oh, you're coming, just not in the way you would like. (Ding!)]
Catch you before the sky gets dark!
[And with that! He...
...Pushes his laptop back. As if he's trying to pass a card or coaster across a table to skim like an air-hockey puck the rest of its way over.
It's a computer. It is too. Heavy to do that.
But no matter! All he wants is room to... sink onto his elbows. Rub his stupidly-grinning face from temple to cheekbone and back and back again...!
Sink down and cover his face with his hands, muffle something between sputtering and hissing cackles that rise and rise as his head does before the sigh out of an "OOOOooooooh...!" as he kicks his legs out and apart under the desk and... lounges!
Head lightly rockin' like a boat on a dock, aimed high, smiling with teeth bared to the gums along the upper row and a lazy look in his eyes. A heel tapping and set of claws... also tapping some invisible vertical surface.
It was dusk as of that last message - he can... bask in this... victory of fate? For a minute? Keep it tuggin' muscles that aren't... actual physical muscles up on strings?
Look, the point is he has time to let 'er do as she said she was doing.
He's a vampire! He knows the way to her place like the back of his freakin' hand by now; it ain't too hard for him to book it there when he puts his mind to it!
Which he does!
True to his word, he's on over at the door, gives a quick 'n rapping "shave and a haircut" knock on the frame -- pulls away for an open-mouthed throat-clear into the side of his fist.
Which falls into his pocket to tuck as he...
...Starts to sway and "step in place" every which way in more boat-rocking tips as he awaits.]
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Haha you got it!!
Not too long you won't though!
Your man's coming :)
[Oh, you're coming, just not in the way you would like. (Ding!)]
Catch you before the sky gets dark!
[And with that! He...
...Pushes his laptop back. As if he's trying to pass a card or coaster across a table to skim like an air-hockey puck the rest of its way over.
It's a computer. It is too. Heavy to do that.
But no matter! All he wants is room to... sink onto his elbows. Rub his stupidly-grinning face from temple to cheekbone and back and back again...!
Sink down and cover his face with his hands, muffle something between sputtering and hissing cackles that rise and rise as his head does before the sigh out of an "OOOOooooooh...!" as he kicks his legs out and apart under the desk and... lounges!
Head lightly rockin' like a boat on a dock, aimed high, smiling with teeth bared to the gums along the upper row and a lazy look in his eyes. A heel tapping and set of claws... also tapping some invisible vertical surface.
It was dusk as of that last message - he can... bask in this... victory of fate? For a minute? Keep it tuggin' muscles that aren't... actual physical muscles up on strings?
Look, the point is he has time to let 'er do as she said she was doing.
He's a vampire! He knows the way to her place like the back of his freakin' hand by now; it ain't too hard for him to book it there when he puts his mind to it!
Which he does!
True to his word, he's on over at the door, gives a quick 'n rapping "shave and a haircut" knock on the frame -- pulls away for an open-mouthed throat-clear into the side of his fist.
Which falls into his pocket to tuck as he...
...Starts to sway and "step in place" every which way in more boat-rocking tips as he awaits.]