[ bellamy laughs, something much louder than what usually comes from him. ] It's not Shakespeare, but I'll take it.
[ he had been expecting something along the lines of "bellamy smellamy", but sometimes it's nice to be surprised. shifting, he leans more onto his arm as he tilts himself backward. falling onto his back, he threads his fingers in the air before him. ]
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[ he had been expecting something along the lines of "bellamy smellamy", but sometimes it's nice to be surprised. shifting, he leans more onto his arm as he tilts himself backward. falling onto his back, he threads his fingers in the air before him. ]
A deal's a deal. Pick a place and we'll go.