[Of all the things he expected her to say, this was not it. Sure, he remembered making her blush when he was high, but this..
... it makes him smile, something warm in his belly. It's a good feeling.]
The Witch of Love, huh?
[He fully expects her to hit him, but hey, no regrets right? So he leans down a little and gives her the lightest of kisses on the corner of the mouth]
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... it makes him smile, something warm in his belly. It's a good feeling.]
The Witch of Love, huh?
[He fully expects her to hit him, but hey, no regrets right? So he leans down a little and gives her the lightest of kisses on the corner of the mouth]
For luck.