[And if you believe that, her tone seems to imply, I've got a bridge to sell you. "Lucky." Fah.
...and then his hand brushed over her back. She arched slightly into the touch, an instinctive response to unfamiliar warmth, before trying to step away from it - and banging her nose softly into a wall. Brilliant.]
Yeah, you do that.
[The problem with this is as she finds a corner, she turns around. And so while his hand is lifted up, there is absolutely no barrier against her running flush into his side.]
Oh - sorry!
[She tries to step back immediately... well. Almost immediately.]
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[And if you believe that, her tone seems to imply, I've got a bridge to sell you. "Lucky." Fah.
...and then his hand brushed over her back. She arched slightly into the touch, an instinctive response to unfamiliar warmth, before trying to step away from it - and banging her nose softly into a wall. Brilliant.]
Yeah, you do that.
[The problem with this is as she finds a corner, she turns around. And so while his hand is lifted up, there is absolutely no barrier against her running flush into his side.]
Oh - sorry!
[She tries to step back immediately... well. Almost immediately.]