She laughed and wound her arms around his shoulders, head tilted up to look at his face. It was a nice face; Noriko liked looking at Mags, whether from opposite him or from where she usually liked to spoon up behind him in bed or on the couch. Television was much better when he let her sprawl on him.
"Help me wash the dye out, and I'll see what I can do about putting you back to sleep," she said, brushing her nose against his. "Might take a while, though. Since you so nicely offered no time limit to this."
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Date: 2019-03-13 07:55 am (UTC)"Help me wash the dye out, and I'll see what I can do about putting you back to sleep," she said, brushing her nose against his. "Might take a while, though. Since you so nicely offered no time limit to this."