five [video- and yes, it is accidental...sort of 8| ]

[whackapervert]

[Originally, Mint had intended to make a video post, which is why she has her device all set and ready to go- but the dirty dishes in the sink distract her, so she sets the device down on the counter- while it is still on- and gets to work, filling the sink with soap and water, humming to herself, even though her brow is furrowed

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CONTINUING THE ACTION;

[whackadhaos]

[ Cless blinks at her a few times, and--her hand feels nice, warm, wet... well, their hands are under the water, so that makes sense. Come on, Cless. Say something. Say something cool.

...Nope. ]

CONTINUING THE ACTION;

[whackapervert]

[Don't feel too bad, Cless. Mint doesn't really have anything to offer, either- all she knows for sure is that she doesn't want to let go of his hand. Not one bit.]

Cless...I-

CONTINUING THE ACTION; time for me to head home o/

[whackadhaos]

Mint?

[ She shifts his hand--not to let go, but to squeeze her fingers even more tightly. ]

CONTINUING THE ACTION; ...you're probably back by now alskdf /fails

[whackapervert]

[She starts a bit at this- but it's a momentary thing. She squeezes back just as tightly.]

I've- I've wanted to do this for a while.

CONTINUING THE ACTION; ...yes

[whackadhaos]

Huh?

[ It takes him a moment to figure out what she's talking about. She wanted to wash the dishes for a while? She wanted to--oh. Oh.

...Oddly, he finds the sentiment echos in him, now that he has his hand in hers. Her grip was always gentle, small, warm, soothing, and that was even with her gloves on--she's not wearing her gloves. And neither is he. That means-- ]

Mint...

CONTINUING THE ACTION; hurhurhur

[whackapervert]

Cless...

[His grip...his grip was soothing, was warm, was gentle, but not small. It was distinctly male, and to be touching him now with no fabric to come between them sends a thrill through her that she hopes is not reflected in her face.]

CONTINUING THE ACTION;

[whackadhaos]

Um.

[ For whatever reason, her hand in his gives him strength. Say it, Cless. Say it. Well, more like he blurts it, but it's the thought that counts. ]

Will you--you'll come back to Toltus, won't you? With me...

CONTINUING THE ACTION;

[whackapervert]

Yes! [And now it's her turn to blurt without thinking. Though her response sounds almost forceful.] I'd go anywhere with you!

CONTINUING THE ACTION;

[whackadhaos]

[ He's so overcome with joy! ] Mint!