[Without hesitation, she leaves the door frame and walks over to him. Yet still so awkward, she sat down next to him and crossed her legs at the ankles, her hands in her lap.]
[She looks down at his hand as he held it out. Hand-holding? Out of all the things Lisbeth Salander had done in her life - even stealing billions of kronor - she'd never done this.
[It's something he doesn't even think about, being so naturally physical. He admires her fingers for a moment - they're so dainty! - then gives her hand a light squeeze.]
[It sounds so natural coming from his mouth, as if he didn't have to think twice about saying it. She furrows her brow in confusion. Maybe she was just over-reacting - this is what friends did and if anyone asked her, she would say that he definitely was a friend.
She turns her head and sits up slightly. Then, throwing all caution to the wind, she kisses him on a whim.]
[It's true - he'd spoken without thinking, as usual, and the words were simple honesty and not any kind of romantic bravado. So when she kisses him for it, he's as surprised as he is happy. He smiles against her lips as he returns the kiss, and wraps his free arm around her to keep her close.]
[The position puts strain on her back so she scoots her knees closer, sitting on her haunches. Their hands laid on her lap. When she realized that she'd been kissing him for just a little too long, she stopped and pulled away slightly.]
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My guy can't be here 'til tomorrow morning. You gonna be okay 'til then?
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Yeah that's fine. I'll just keep the fire extinguisher nearby.
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Look out. Might burn your fingers off.
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I really wouldn't be able to use a computer then.
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Better be careful, then.
.....ffffffffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelings
She slips her hand into his.]
Sounds like a good idea.
b-b-bawwww
I think you singed your fingernails already.
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It's probably the one million cigarettes I smoke every day.
[Her chain smoking wasn't lost on her.]
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Yes! There you go. The opportunity of a lifetime.
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The land of opportunity.
[She looks at him, as if she wants to say something, but nothing comes. Instead, she cautiously laid her head on his shoulder.
She was doing this right... right? This is what people did to show affection.]
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You know, I think it's awesome. Breathing fire. That's a really good one. I mean, long as it stops hurting.
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It seems like most people fuck around with them here instead of doing something meaningful.
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[Her voice turned stern for a moment.]
I've still got my eye on that Sylar dickbag.
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She turns her head and sits up slightly. Then, throwing all caution to the wind, she kisses him on a whim.]
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