[The head dropping against his shoulder is a familiar enough feeling for Trevor that it barely registers. In fact, he reaches up with some amount of reflex to brush back his hair absently before he really registers it.
Well ... no takebacks.
He cleverly covers the aftermath of whatever that was by taking a sip of his own drink and trying to turn the grin into more of a smirk.]
They also seem to settle for looking at your face, most of the time.
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Well ... no takebacks.
He cleverly covers the aftermath of whatever that was by taking a sip of his own drink and trying to turn the grin into more of a smirk.]
They also seem to settle for looking at your face, most of the time.