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"Ah, babe," she said playfully, tossing away the bags and sitting on the counter. "You're brave."
He looked over at her before leaning over and kissing her temple playfully. "Don't worry, Princess. I'll make sure things go okay."
"You don't drink though, right?" she asked curiously, going back to the groceries to put them away. "I thought you didn't."
He squinted before turning to the bartender. "Two shots, please."
Her laugh was quiet but warm, and she came over to him, draping her arms over his shoulder playfully. "It sounds great. It'll be fun."
He followed her, sitting at the bar. "Okay. What do you like?"
She laughed a little before she pulled out a bottle. Her expression changed to one of surprise, and she looked over at him. "Really?"
He gave her a playful grin before they entered. It was a dining car, with tables and passengers sitting idly, enjoying their dinners. In the...
She set them down, beginning to dismantle them. "Were you safe?"
As they got to the end of the hall, they would hear the chatter of people that tended to surround places of eating. "I think we might have found...
Ophelia was in the planning room, leaning down as she looked down at the map, her brows furrowed. She looked up when he came in, though, her...
He laughed out loud, draping a playful arm over her shoulder. "Whatever's cheap."
She drifted off soon after.
"Ooh," he said, sounding delighted. "This will be fun, then."
"What's your poison?" he asked, looking back at her.
He would be able to hear the smile in her voice. “...Fine.”
He took it and headed down the hall, leaving their compartment behind.
She grinned at him, slipping her arms around his waist and burying her face in his neck. “I’ll explain some other time.”
“Not a clue,” he replied. “Let’s go explore.”
She leaned forward for a moment, her lips brushing his gently as she cupped his jaw gently. She paused before pulling away, smirking. “I just...
