[Girls night out...sleepovers.....yes. Definitely stuff outside his window of expertise. He hopes the boys won't do anything similar. (Somewhere, Kaito sneezing.)]
[His hands move to around the top of her foot, rubbing it down in thin, firm lines to the ankle. This feels...different than just the embrace and hand holding from before. The colorful bruises catch his eyes, and he wishes they could disappear in an instant, wipe them away with his hands. No more pain. No more pain, if he can help it.]
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[Girls night out...sleepovers.....yes. Definitely stuff outside his window of expertise. He hopes the boys won't do anything similar. (Somewhere, Kaito sneezing.)]
[His hands move to around the top of her foot, rubbing it down in thin, firm lines to the ankle. This feels...different than just the embrace and hand holding from before. The colorful bruises catch his eyes, and he wishes they could disappear in an instant, wipe them away with his hands. No more pain. No more pain, if he can help it.]
What would you even talk about with her?