[Her heart flutters when he kisses the back of her hand. It's one of those silly romantic gestures that automatically makes her a little weak in the knees and she laughs again, a little flustered.]
If I do, I can just follow the trail of glitter to find you.
[It's already rubbing off into his hair, and there's no way he's going to get it out until the next time he washes it. Sorry, Royce.]
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If I do, I can just follow the trail of glitter to find you.
[It's already rubbing off into his hair, and there's no way he's going to get it out until the next time he washes it. Sorry, Royce.]