[ She feigns a gasp and furrows her brows before swapping the hands she holds the donut in. She wipes her cinnamon-coated hand deliberately against her cheek. ]
Really? Where?
[ Why bother eating properly when she can exasperate him and possibly make him laugh?
She wipes her hand against her face again, feigning concern as though she's got paint on her hands and not invisible bits of cinnamon. ]
no subject
Really? Where?
[ Why bother eating properly when she can exasperate him and possibly make him laugh?
She wipes her hand against her face again, feigning concern as though she's got paint on her hands and not invisible bits of cinnamon. ]
Did I get it? Is it gone?