[She laughs. At herself. At being so predictably girly. Eyes running over Ren's features and basking in the - can you call it the familiarity of them, when she has only ever seen them as a fan? At the proper distance. Popping an elbow up on the bar counter, she rests her chin in her hand.]
Grapefruit Mimosas are sure to make me sing, but I've already sung tonight.
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[She laughs. At herself. At being so predictably girly. Eyes running over Ren's features and basking in the - can you call it the familiarity of them, when she has only ever seen them as a fan? At the proper distance. Popping an elbow up on the bar counter, she rests her chin in her hand.]
Grapefruit Mimosas are sure to make me sing, but I've already sung tonight.