"Nope and I'd've been offering if you hadn't asked." Kami gave her another fierce squeeze and then slid from the couch, taking the glass from her guest. She reached out with her other hand to brush a piece of Linnaea's dark hair out of her eyes; the motion was unusually soothing, warm comfort and care. Then she turned on her heel and padded back to the kitchen where the almost immediate clink of glass indicated the retrieval of bottles. "And, of course, he's an asshole," she called back over her shoulder. "I just didn't know if you were ready to say that. Sometimes it takes time to call a spade a spade. What's your poison?"
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