[ one hand gently presses the bloom into his palm. the other he takes gladly. no gloves, in his pajamas; Angel Devil, Modern Version, has the softest hands of any of himself, with those lovingly-tended painted claw nails. ]
Hmhmhmhmhmhm. Ahhh. I never thought I'd be doing this sort of thing, again... You're quite sweet, to humor me, o stranger.
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Hmhmhmhmhmhm. Ahhh. I never thought I'd be doing this sort of thing, again... You're quite sweet, to humor me, o stranger.