[She waits, idly kicking her heels against the bedframe while she watches him search. What other projects does he have over there? Maybe later she'll remember to ask... He brings the chip over, visibly still a little flustered, and she doesn't hesitate a bit before she pushes one of her braids out of the way and tilts her head to expose her neck.]
I'm ready.
[She can put in her own plug-in chips just fine, so is she doing this specifically to torment him? Maaaaaaaybe just a little tiny bit.]
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I'm ready.
[She can put in her own plug-in chips just fine, so is she doing this specifically to torment him? Maaaaaaaybe just a little tiny bit.]