buy me some beer goggles
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Ryan leaned her frame into DaVinci, head swimming when she moved just a little too fast. Her fingers gently wound through his hair, and she smiled at the soft tickle of his breath against her cheek. "Forget something?" She asked, letting her gaze travel to the beer bottle they both had abandoned on the ground. Though only moments ago she had been dying to try it, Ryan let it fall away from her mind for now. "Oh yeah," she chimed, bringing one of her hands around to his cheek, before swiping stray strands of hair away from his eyes. "Something I wanted…" she hummed, softly planting a kiss on the boy’s muzzle. A giggle escaped then, as she rewound her arm about his neck.



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