Date: 2010-06-22 01:37 am (UTC)
"Great. I get hurt and you threaten to make me fat," she snorted. "I'll have to work half days just to get you to take the fork out of my mouth."

It made her laugh, as well as she could. It felt good. Normal. Tereus had a way of making her relax and making her smile, even if she didn't think she wanted to. He made things better. She'd do well to not shut him out.
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