[ She could follow every cliche in the book. 'Yeah, it is,' she could sigh, before slipping an arm around Ellie's shoulder and gazing fondly and obviously at her. Instead, she just swallows a little in embarrassment and scoots closer to her, enough to point at a line of the stars. ]
I like to call that one 'Thor's Giant Mug of Beer.' Name pending.
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I like to call that one 'Thor's Giant Mug of Beer.' Name pending.