"I haven't...seen any coconut movies," Will says faintly, reaching out to gently poke at his knee. It's a little sore, but it's nothing near what it had been mere seconds before. He gently thumbs over the pink, shiny skin, eyes flicking up to stare at Sam. It's more or less the same expression one might wear looking at their personal hero, so...do with that what you will, Sam.
The question gets a reflexive nose-scrunch. "No, thank you."
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Date: 2017-12-28 04:06 am (UTC)The question gets a reflexive nose-scrunch. "No, thank you."