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[wonacoconut]

[freakytwinthing]

((EEEP I'M SO SORRY.))

Nice shirt.

[wonacoconut]

ooc: Muahahahahah. Ahem. Also, Clay accused him of stealing Jensen's clothes. HE IS NOT AMUSED.

Gracias.

[freakytwinthing]

((XD He might not be amused, but I am. I lol'd.))

You're welcome.

It's a little hot for all those clothes, though, isn't it?

[wonacoconut]

ooc: Of course! And so am I.

Think so? *pretends to think that over* Maybe... *spreads his arms so the breeze flaps at the thin fabric a bit*

[freakytwinthing]

You don't think so?

[wonacoconut]

Come from a warmer climate. *but winks; then shrugs* Can take it off.

[freakytwinthing]

Winter must be hell for you. [Shrugs, too, but smirks] Well, at least I know that you can take it off.

[wonacoconut]

I keep moving. *In winter, that is. Or... well, that, too. Smirks, and starts unbuttoning the shirt. ... what? You didn't think he'd take the hat off, did you?*

[freakytwinthing]

[Never!] I bet you do.

[wonacoconut]

*finishes undoing the buttons, then pauses for a moment, squinting at her - wind blowing off half the shirt, one corner of his mouth hitched up* Keeps things at right temperature.

[freakytwinthing]

Yeah? That's....um. Important. [Grace, slightly flustered by good-looking men? Nah. Never.]

[wonacoconut]

*waggles eyebrows under the brim of the hat*

[freakytwinthing]

[This is Grace, invading your personal bubble, Cougar.] It's such a nice shirt, I'd hate to get it all sandy.

[wonacoconut]

*this is Cougar, not stepping away from you, Grace. Maybe spreading his arms again, letting the shirt be taken off. Even as he makes a fake confused face* You mean it should stay on?

[freakytwinthing]

[Him spreading his arms does make it easier!] I wouldn't go that far.