[He really just doesn't want to let go, and that's all, huh... Well, it's...it's fine! She doesn't mind sitting with him anyway, plopping onto the couch next to Natsuno--hands still linked (and warm, very warm), but a few inches of personal space between them.]
How are you feeling? How much of that wine did you drink, anyway?
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[He really just doesn't want to let go, and that's all, huh... Well, it's...it's fine! She doesn't mind sitting with him anyway, plopping onto the couch next to Natsuno--hands still linked (and warm, very warm), but a few inches of personal space between them.]
How are you feeling? How much of that wine did you drink, anyway?