"Aomph- ..." She made a mental note to dial it back, she was over doing it. He took his time to think, so she parried the tom dickery by licking his hand, not stopping until every bit of his palm was sticky with her bacon-breath saliva. He removed the hand to find her staring at him, unfazed. "If you get us on the 'do not sell to' list, I swear--" the empty threat faded off, and despite her attempt at a serious face, amusement shone in her smile. She liked seeing him bounce around new places. Something about it encapsulated her.<br/><br/>He bounced off to the bathroom. She groaned, feebly trying to keep him with her. Left alone, she flopped back and  laid there for a moment, mindlessly running her hands over the parts of herself that still tingled... her mind dozing... The shower turned on, the sound jolting her awake. She stood, huffing as she stepped on a fork. How'd that get there? She kicked it aside and joined him.<br/><br/>Bathroom christened. Check.<br/><br/>______________________________________________<br/><br/>Mmm, coooooofffeeee. Cynthia had kept saying that, until Tracy broke open the right box and fetched her the thermostat for her to take with them. Now she just kept thinking it, clutching the warmth to her chest as she closed the car door carefully. She squinted past the glaring sun, at the unimpressive storefront. It was run down, in Cynthia's opinion. Would it hurt them to do a fresh coat of paint and install more lights in the place?<br/><br/>"It's Wiccan, actually. Cults are... different." She recognized some of the things on the front display, idols and symbols that her grandmother had had, until yesterday when Cynthia unceremoniously threw them out. She shifted uneasily, not wanting to go in. But this wasn't her day, dammit. Of all the times to become selfless. Why couldn't he suck more, then she could say no without guilt.<br/><br/>She took a large, burning gulp of coffee, speaking through the searing pain. "After you."<br/><br/>Bracing herself, she followed close behind, nearly stepping on his heels. The place felt familiar, in a way she couldn't place and didn't like.