[He'll watch it burn for a little bit before he reaches out again, whapping her arm lightly with something bendy and plastic and noxiously orange and watching it wrap around her wrist.
Looks like someone else got those slap-bracelets out of the machine, and apparently this is just how we declare friendship around here. Attaching random bits of fuck-only-knows-what to people.]
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Looks like someone else got those slap-bracelets out of the machine, and apparently this is just how we declare friendship around here. Attaching random bits of fuck-only-knows-what to people.]
Are you going to be all right?