[ she's still incredibly grossed out, and making a face at both his face, her soon-to-be-stained towel, and her clothes. but when she finally catches the sort of clogged lisp he's speaking with, like he's got a really, really bad headcold, she can't help but crack a grin. and laugh, one of those condescending oooohohoho laughs. and she peppers his un-bloodied forehead with chaste kisses. ]
I'm sorry, [ she says between kisses, with the occasional — ] Shave. [ — sprinkled in here or there. ]
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I'm sorry, [ she says between kisses, with the occasional — ] Shave. [ — sprinkled in here or there. ]