Giving an undignified bark of laughter, Benedict quickly covers his mouth and glances around, perhaps afraid someone will see him enjoying himself too much and decide he can't come back on the mainland again.
"...all right, where're we going," he swerves, leaning over her to try and see where she put the list, "I can take you to the best fabric stall."
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Date: 2020-10-21 06:26 am (UTC)"...all right, where're we going," he swerves, leaning over her to try and see where she put the list, "I can take you to the best fabric stall."