Rosy and Chris; um there are gonna be a LOT of regrets tomorrow
Oh, wait, there are the giggles again. "Man all of me is cold," Rosy says, gently pulling her hand away and maybe rubbing her thumb along his cheek as she did so. But like maybe she didn't, whatever, you can't prove anything, just like you can't prove that her stomach is doing some weird twisty thing right now? Like what the fuck is that about? "I dunno about soft, though."