Healer-boy

’Well in that case’ Huh! Had she actually convinced the prude to take a look at her nether region? This was going to be gold. He was going to be melting into the floor the entire time. She might actually get to figure out how much of his white could turn pin-her brain stopped, so suddenly that for a moment she wasn’t actually sure what had happened.

There was just… silence up there. Which almost never happened. The sarcasm was usually an endless rant inside her brain. Now, there was nothing left, just empty eyes staring in shock at the white healer boy, who had done something vastly different to what they had been talking about. Something unrelated to healing in every conceivable way (She was guessing here. What did she know?)

She raised a paw and placed it lightly over her offended lips. Her brain was still playing catch up, so there was no wit, no sarcasm. Just truth. “No ones ever kissed me before…”


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