She carefully lifts her own little finger, hooking it around his and bobbing their hands.]
I won't tell. I promise I won't.
[She grabs her PHS, quickly lifting to her feet and casting more than one glance behind her as she heads for the door and makes sure its locked behind her.
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(Leave.)
We'll talk later. (And even if his hand feels heavy (so, so heavy) he holds it up, pinky out,) I promise.
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...
She carefully lifts her own little finger, hooking it around his and bobbing their hands.]
I won't tell. I promise I won't.
[She grabs her PHS, quickly lifting to her feet and casting more than one glance behind her as she heads for the door and makes sure its locked behind her.
Claudd... what in the world was even happening?]