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It’s some kind of rosy, floral scent— Who the hell am I kidding? It’s roses and honey. And I may have inhaled the hell out of it straight from the bottle during my shower this morning.
If I ever learn she was about to offer up cuddles, I’m gonna hate myself for this platonic thing.
“What’s taking her so long?” Theo follows my gaze to the bar. He doesn’t bother to hide the pure amusement in his voice when he says: “She’s been gone thirty seconds, bud.”
Yeah. He’d better laugh at her jokes. She jokes, you laugh. It’s not a hard concept.

