[ --that honestly just slips out, because even though they were very decidedly "friends" (or, come to think of it, maybe somewhat decidedly), they were never shy about flirting with each other. But given that something beyond flirting actually happened between them now, the comment comes off--differently. She can't quite place it, but it's not like any of the other times she's flirted with him, back when wasn't really expecting anything to happen, when she was perfectly fine with the way things were.
Now when she's said it, she visibly pauses, because she remembers how he held her the night before. She remembers herself in his arms, his "perfectly good hands" on the small of her back from having caught her fall, and their bodies pressed close--
Holy shit, Kasumi. What the hell is wrong with you? Get a hold of yourself. ]
Um. I actually--I'm fine. [ She clears her throat. ] My phone's docked at my speakers, DJ, so pick a song?
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[ --that honestly just slips out, because even though they were very decidedly "friends" (or, come to think of it, maybe somewhat decidedly), they were never shy about flirting with each other. But given that something beyond flirting actually happened between them now, the comment comes off--differently. She can't quite place it, but it's not like any of the other times she's flirted with him, back when wasn't really expecting anything to happen, when she was perfectly fine with the way things were.
Now when she's said it, she visibly pauses, because she remembers how he held her the night before. She remembers herself in his arms, his "perfectly good hands" on the small of her back from having caught her fall, and their bodies pressed close--
Holy shit, Kasumi. What the hell is wrong with you? Get a hold of yourself. ]
Um. I actually--I'm fine. [ She clears her throat. ] My phone's docked at my speakers, DJ, so pick a song?