( With how she's sitting on the edge of the counter, her legs dangle either side of his, calves brushing against him as they swing idly, fingertip tracing across the curve of his shoulder, aimlessly following lines of bone.
It's strange, to touch someone purely for the sake of touching them, she thinks. There's no real intention behind her actions but the fact that Shin seems to enjoy the affection, and it's better than getting into another argument. )
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There's beer in the fridge.
( With how she's sitting on the edge of the counter, her legs dangle either side of his, calves brushing against him as they swing idly, fingertip tracing across the curve of his shoulder, aimlessly following lines of bone.
It's strange, to touch someone purely for the sake of touching them, she thinks. There's no real intention behind her actions but the fact that Shin seems to enjoy the affection, and it's better than getting into another argument. )