[ She narrows her eyes. She doesn't disagree, but still, eyes: narrowed. ]
True and real.
[ One hand takes the bottle from him, the other takes his hand, dragging him over to the bed to scoot up until their backs are against the headboard. Legs crossed at the ankles, Cellar takes her first swig and hands it back, patting his thigh, cheek on his shoulder. ]
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True and real.
[ One hand takes the bottle from him, the other takes his hand, dragging him over to the bed to scoot up until their backs are against the headboard. Legs crossed at the ankles, Cellar takes her first swig and hands it back, patting his thigh, cheek on his shoulder. ]
What've you been up to? Barglary aside.
[ ok cellar that's enough you're fired ]