Olive -- who was increasingly aware of how little she was wearing (which -- whatever, she was like the queen of barely wearing clothes) and once again pondering the ramifications of this room-sharing business -- twined her fingers through his. "You'll just have to smuggle me along next year," she decided. "I'm really pretty compact when I try."
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Date: 2013-02-26 08:41 pm (UTC)