[ and bellamy is more than happy to tell her the story, and then another, and then even another. but she's allowed to joke, and so he thinks it's his turn to be a pain in the ass. ]
[ he looks at her when she closes her eyes, then down at her leg when she opens them. ] I would, but ... [ he presses his lips together and shrugs, wanting to convey it's not really his fault he can't. he doesn't realise he lifts one of his hands to wrap his fingers gently around her ankle. ] I only tell stories in exchange for food.
[ free coffee and its delivery get him here with the exchange of company, but his stories don't come without their price. he's found she's paid for them in lasagne and tacos. ]
[ though he doesn't expect any food now, not when she's comfortable, it's a promise he doesn't want to acknowledge. there's only one coffee boy who's been to her place, after all. he figures he may as well make it worth it. ]
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[ he looks at her when she closes her eyes, then down at her leg when she opens them. ] I would, but ... [ he presses his lips together and shrugs, wanting to convey it's not really his fault he can't. he doesn't realise he lifts one of his hands to wrap his fingers gently around her ankle. ] I only tell stories in exchange for food.
[ free coffee and its delivery get him here with the exchange of company, but his stories don't come without their price. he's found she's paid for them in lasagne and tacos. ]
[ though he doesn't expect any food now, not when she's comfortable, it's a promise he doesn't want to acknowledge. there's only one coffee boy who's been to her place, after all. he figures he may as well make it worth it. ]