Mira yelps, giggling when she's suddenly being picked up without warning
like some kind of damsel, and holds onto Davin's shoulders, laughing as he
sets her down .
She grins. "You're lucky I'm not drunker, Davin Kavanagh." She is just
tipsy enough for that to be a fun name to say, though. She dances back in,
grabbing his hand to spin him in a role reversal, and leans in after a
second. "Hey, Prince Charming, wanna come smoke with me and I'll turn you
into a work of art?"
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Date: 2014-10-15 12:13 am (UTC)Mira yelps, giggling when she's suddenly being picked up without warning like some kind of damsel, and holds onto Davin's shoulders, laughing as he sets her down .
She grins. "You're lucky I'm not drunker, Davin Kavanagh." She is just tipsy enough for that to be a fun name to say, though. She dances back in, grabbing his hand to spin him in a role reversal, and leans in after a second. "Hey, Prince Charming, wanna come smoke with me and I'll turn you into a work of art?"