[ Miraculously, Grell managed to keep her glass upright enough that just a bit of wine sloshed onto her hand. She's so unfazed, she's merely busied herself with licking her skin clean while crawling back to her spot on the bed. ]
Hmn. [ She casually pushes at one of his arms to make room, so that she may scoot up against his side. ] Alright then, tell me, what sort of life had you always dreamt of leading? No matter how unrealistic it may seem!
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Hmn. [ She casually pushes at one of his arms to make room, so that she may scoot up against his side. ] Alright then, tell me, what sort of life had you always dreamt of leading? No matter how unrealistic it may seem!