[Delightful. Honestly, Rosalind looks entirely too smug at that, but you take your victories where you can get them. Besides: she's just tipsy enough that this is pretty funny, and she's laughing as she peers over the couch's edge.]
I hope you're not waiting for an apology, because you shan't get one. Poor thing, did I kick you too hard?
[ Also the floor actually feels really nice and cool against his cheek right now? God. And no he's seriously carrying this joke a little longer, not getting up just yet. ]
[Oh, well, that suits her just fine; it means she gets to stretch out on the couch, and does, lying parallel to him. What a pair they make, but on the other hand, there's a bit more dignity to a couch compared to a floor.
Idly, she pats his shoulder.]
Does that mean I can say whatever I want without you arguing?
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I hope you're not waiting for an apology, because you shan't get one. Poor thing, did I kick you too hard?
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[ Also the floor actually feels really nice and cool against his cheek right now? God. And no he's seriously carrying this joke a little longer, not getting up just yet. ]
Yep. Still dead.
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Idly, she pats his shoulder.]
Does that mean I can say whatever I want without you arguing?