[It would be weird. Probably. Then again, sleeping with her best friend was meant to be weird, but in a strange twist, it really wasn't. How different could this be really? Very different, she'd imagine. Even if it was just for fun's sake.
But she leans forward on her palms, shortening the distance slight, in a cue that she's speaking with her own honesty too, that she wouldn't mind it as she says. If that was a thing.]
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But she leans forward on her palms, shortening the distance slight, in a cue that she's speaking with her own honesty too, that she wouldn't mind it as she says. If that was a thing.]
Oh, good. Jem Walker, the ever bravest then.