[She's a little amazed with the praise, but also can't stop laughing. Hearing that he thinks she has a pretty good arm makes her want to preen, but she settles for holding up her middle finger as they drive off and get on the road.]
Yeah, fuck Hawkins!
[Sure, she has friends she's leaving behind. She had a life there. But it's only now that she's actually living. She's still laughing and riding high as she curls both arms around him, holding on tight. The occasional kiss is pressed to his cheek or the back of his neck, the adrenaline giving way to a need to just be close to him.]
We can celebrate together once we find someplace to stop.
[She sounds absolutely excited about that, and in good spirits as they get on the open road. They idly chat here and there, but mostly listen to the radio as they drive. It's an hour or so before they pull off the road into a motel parking lot. Once again, he goes into the lobby and comes back to get her.
They make their way into the room and help one another take their damp clothes off before they fall into bed together naked. She's quick to burrow her way under the blankets, eager for a chance to get nice and warm. There's room for him there too, of course, and she holds open the blanket in invitation.
Cuddling is nice in general, but cuddling with Johnnie is absolutely perfect. He holds her close and they share soft kisses here and there. The body heat combined with the blanket is enough to get her to stop shivering, and soon they both seem to settle together contently.]
Maybe we should talk about what happened.
[She says after they've been cuddling for a while, her fingers toying with his.]
I mean, you're still able to look at me and think I'm pretty, right?
[That's mostly a joke. It's not exactly what she's worried about, but it's a lighter way of addressing her discomfort with what they both saw in that strange place.]
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[She's a little amazed with the praise, but also can't stop laughing. Hearing that he thinks she has a pretty good arm makes her want to preen, but she settles for holding up her middle finger as they drive off and get on the road.]
Yeah, fuck Hawkins!
[Sure, she has friends she's leaving behind. She had a life there. But it's only now that she's actually living. She's still laughing and riding high as she curls both arms around him, holding on tight. The occasional kiss is pressed to his cheek or the back of his neck, the adrenaline giving way to a need to just be close to him.]
We can celebrate together once we find someplace to stop.
[She sounds absolutely excited about that, and in good spirits as they get on the open road. They idly chat here and there, but mostly listen to the radio as they drive. It's an hour or so before they pull off the road into a motel parking lot. Once again, he goes into the lobby and comes back to get her.
They make their way into the room and help one another take their damp clothes off before they fall into bed together naked. She's quick to burrow her way under the blankets, eager for a chance to get nice and warm. There's room for him there too, of course, and she holds open the blanket in invitation.
Cuddling is nice in general, but cuddling with Johnnie is absolutely perfect. He holds her close and they share soft kisses here and there. The body heat combined with the blanket is enough to get her to stop shivering, and soon they both seem to settle together contently.]
Maybe we should talk about what happened.
[She says after they've been cuddling for a while, her fingers toying with his.]
I mean, you're still able to look at me and think I'm pretty, right?
[That's mostly a joke. It's not exactly what she's worried about, but it's a lighter way of addressing her discomfort with what they both saw in that strange place.]