Don't be like you don't like being bossed around by a pretty face.
[Is all what she says as she catches the shirt. The stare doesn't bother her a bit, she's used to living with others by now and lack of privacy isn't anything new, not even when she's removed her shirt and takes off her bra -- revealing a flat chest with a nearly perfect smooth skin. Save for the few ugly fresh marks from being killed by Rinzler the second time.
Nonchalantly, she picks up the shirt he gave her and pulls it on. Then she drops her trousers and steps out of them, throwing herself on his bed.]
no subject
[Is all what she says as she catches the shirt. The stare doesn't bother her a bit, she's used to living with others by now and lack of privacy isn't anything new, not even when she's removed her shirt and takes off her bra -- revealing a flat chest with a nearly perfect smooth skin. Save for the few ugly fresh marks from being killed by Rinzler the second time.
Nonchalantly, she picks up the shirt he gave her and pulls it on. Then she drops her trousers and steps out of them, throwing herself on his bed.]
You got any cigs?