[She squirms at the pinch, and only leans her chin forward slightly as Mae draws away.] Has anyone ever regretted you in their life much less the morning? [Mae has to be the bright point of many a tipsy party goer.
Sin wriggles up onto her elbows, the amount of space between them was not ideal in her mind.] Are you going to regret me?
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Sin wriggles up onto her elbows, the amount of space between them was not ideal in her mind.] Are you going to regret me?