Re: quicklog: mary/dylan
[Her socks were black with leaves and bears stitched into them. She liked wearing weird socks because no one could see it under her uniform or giant boots. They were a small expression of herself in a way that would surprise no one. Well, except for those Disney Snow White ones she bought one year while visiting the land. She couldn't help it. She got kind of teary-eye by the wishing well.
He asked if he should take his shoes off and it took everything in her power not to say something flirty. Mary did not need to get flirty with the nice guy who lived nearby who listened to her talk about her dead mom. At least, not until this weirdness was over.] If you want. Get comfortable, who knows how long this is going to last. [She reached her hand out for the tequila.]