Excuse you, my skin is porcelain white and it's a conscious decision to have it that way. Besides, this way I can keep my skin soft and smooth without the sun ruining it.
[ the clap surprises her, as does the lights going out, but Yin still thinks this is some stupid game of one-upmanship. something she can't back own from. or, at worst, a joke. ] Yeah, what are you gonna do? Kick me out? Sue me?
[ Yin doesn't even realize that she's got her hand on Vera's hip to keep her in place. mostly because the pressure feedback from the sensors on it are a poor substitute for picking things up. things like the warmth of the girl's skin bleeding through the nightgown, or the feeling of the fabric bunched between her fingers. ]
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[ she's so tactful. ]
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she just took a deep pull from her vape then put it down. ] ... yeah, fuck you.
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[She sits back against the couch, taking a deep inhale off her pen.]
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Us Weisz's don't respond well to threats, you know.
[She claps twice, and what little light left in the room is gone, save for the dull glow of the television.]
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>wait for the program to respond
>kill process
>???? ]
You're... in the way...
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Um... sorry.
[So she'll just start to dismount her lap then.]
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You gonna give up that easy?
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