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[whizbangs]

HOUSE #1470
mayo ✧ little shit ✧ loving daughter







 "You've reached Carol Danvers, aka Captain Marvel. I'm not here, leave a message!

If it's urgent... uh. Leave it urgently."


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Comments

Re: action

[whizbangs]

[a laugh bubbles up out of her before carol can help herself, all surprise and sunny relief.]

You're a spaz, kid. You're supposed to sip it.

[and she leans forward across the table, coffee spoon at the ready, moving in to try and snake a glob of whipped cream off his drink while he's distracted.]

Re: action

[badbreak]

[and that's achingly familiar, too (since he's always been a spa -- impatient, and susceptible to sneak attacks from those who were a little smoother, a little less obviously roughed around their edges)]

[he smacks after that spoon, misses, drags his wrist through his whipped cream instead]

Re: action

[badbreak]

...

Re: action

[badbreak]

[licks it, like a stupid dog]

[and goes back to sipping (sipping!) his hot, stupid kid's drink]

...Shut up.

Re: action

[whizbangs]

[carol snorts indelicately at him, spoon in her mouth, feeling the world tilt a little further back onto its axis. for now, anyway.

the rush of sweetness is a little more than she was prepared for, and she drains her coffee after to wash it down.]

Gonna get something to eat too, there, cowboy? I could go for something.

[if badou is scoffing down food like a garbage disposal, all is right with the world, after all.]