( she has to roll her eyes and huff, a classical expression of whatever. but it's curtailed because, again, laughter is contagious and clarke has to practically suck on the insides of her cheeks until they taste like blood to prevent herself from smiling so wide it shows most of her teeth.
pal gets a light elbow dig into his ribs. )
Shut up, she'll hear you and come back even more suspicious.
( then with the same arm, clarke smoothes her palm across the back of his damp, dusty shirt and gives a small push of a lead; herding him towards the diner. )
no subject
pal gets a light elbow dig into his ribs. )
Shut up, she'll hear you and come back even more suspicious.
( then with the same arm, clarke smoothes her palm across the back of his damp, dusty shirt and gives a small push of a lead; herding him towards the diner. )
Come on. ( let's go get milkshakes. )