[ His smile is more relaxed at her response, focusing on her shifting back onto the bed and finding comfort at the head of it. As she does, he climbs off the bed, pointing that simple smile in her direction briefly before he makes for his kitchen, having memorized the layout of his apartment to find the fridge.
The chill of the beers cool at his palms, the sudden shift in temperature biting at his skin, but he pops off the tops before finding his way back to the room. ]
I'll be sure to stock up. [ He typically doesn't go too hard, those nights usually reserved for when he and Foggy completed a case. Win or lose, there was usually some valid reason to up the alcohol content.
Seating himself at the edge of the bed, he holds out a beer to her, chills trickling around his fingertips. ]
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The chill of the beers cool at his palms, the sudden shift in temperature biting at his skin, but he pops off the tops before finding his way back to the room. ]
I'll be sure to stock up. [ He typically doesn't go too hard, those nights usually reserved for when he and Foggy completed a case. Win or lose, there was usually some valid reason to up the alcohol content.
Seating himself at the edge of the bed, he holds out a beer to her, chills trickling around his fingertips. ]