[his gaze lingers on her lips, and he wets his own subconsciously. ice shifts in the plastic as she hands the cup back to him, crackling together gently. it could be seen as unnerving, in a way, how deeply he stares into her.]
Why wouldn't I like you?
[he takes a large enough swig from his drink to suck a small ice cube into his mouth, rolling it along his tongue before holding it between molars. completely unseen, of course - he holds it between his teeth until it melts, not daring to crunch down on it.]
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Why wouldn't I like you?
[he takes a large enough swig from his drink to suck a small ice cube into his mouth, rolling it along his tongue before holding it between molars. completely unseen, of course - he holds it between his teeth until it melts, not daring to crunch down on it.]