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ᴇᴍᴍᴀ ᴄᴜʟʟᴇɴ ([personal profile] gunpoints) wrote in [community profile] cowbabes 2016-11-05 10:40 pm (UTC)

Well, I—

[ she clears her throat, finally managing to push herself up on her hands. she's still hovering over him, hasn't quite managed to convince her body to get off of the floor, but she's not pressed so completely to faraday, which makes it...slightly better?

she still, unfortunately, feels a touch flustered, and she certainly hopes it doesn't reflect in the color of her cheeks.
]

I'm just fine.

[ she hadn't been the one to hit the ground, after all, and faraday had taken the brunt of the fall; she's mostly startled, a little out of breath, and still trying to gather up the resolve to pry herself away from the man.

her hair falls over her shoulder, and she reaches up to tuck it behind her ear, keep it out of faraday's own face.
]

If you'd just let me have 'em, this whole thing would've been avoided.

[ there's not exactly any malice or anger in her voice; she's not bothered by the fact that they fell, if she's honest, but still feels uncertain about how damn close they are.

new and strange, is what it is.
]

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