if we ever stop talking, sing me a song
"Perfect. Maybe you could bring up your plans to look into crime-solving. So long as the details don't get too graphic, I think Ever might find that interesting." Tobi is careful to add lest Finn get carried away by the literal nature of this task.
Gods, but Finn really does know how to stir up the butterflies in her stomach. Before she can answer, his lips are against hers, her coffee is forgotten, and she's winding her arms around his neck. "Maybe that can be your first case." Tobi suggests with an equally crooked smile and her pulse beating a trifle loudly in her ears. "Case of the misappropriated IQ tests. Though..I think you'll have a hard time finding evidence now, and I have it on fairly good authority that your prime suspect intends not to be cooperative." So saying she tightens her arms slightly against him, her smile a little bit more mischievous.
Oh gods, is this what vanilla roleplaying looks like between a doctor and a former whore?
Gods, but Finn really does know how to stir up the butterflies in her stomach. Before she can answer, his lips are against hers, her coffee is forgotten, and she's winding her arms around his neck. "Maybe that can be your first case." Tobi suggests with an equally crooked smile and her pulse beating a trifle loudly in her ears. "Case of the misappropriated IQ tests. Though..I think you'll have a hard time finding evidence now, and I have it on fairly good authority that your prime suspect intends not to be cooperative." So saying she tightens her arms slightly against him, her smile a little bit more mischievous.
Oh gods, is this what vanilla roleplaying looks like between a doctor and a former whore?
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