[ She manages in between frantically wiping her mouth with the back of her sleeve. She makes a face, the taste of whatever she'd just drunk very much still tainting her mouth. ]
I didn't mean to do it— I, oh, here!
[ She digs into the pocket of her jumpsuit for what is a clean piece of cloth, neatly torn into a square. A nice DYI handkerchief, she begins to raise to his face but stops herself. ]
Oh, um— habit.
[ Don't wipe a strangers faces for them Eleanor, she holds it out for him to take instead. ]
i love him and his nantendo game girl advanced oh my god
[ She manages in between frantically wiping her mouth with the back of her sleeve. She makes a face, the taste of whatever she'd just drunk very much still tainting her mouth. ]
I didn't mean to do it— I, oh, here!
[ She digs into the pocket of her jumpsuit for what is a clean piece of cloth, neatly torn into a square. A nice DYI handkerchief, she begins to raise to his face but stops herself. ]
Oh, um— habit.
[ Don't wipe a strangers faces for them Eleanor, she holds it out for him to take instead. ]