forum I'm lacking the creative ingenuity to provide a clever and witty name (Character Chat 5)

Started March 16, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Weirdo." he responded.

She had no comeback to that, so she licked him again.

"Just proving the point here."

"I'll have you know that there are people who like it, and it's an effective way to fend off attackers."

"I neither like it or am attacking you," he pointed out.

"You're verbally attacking me."

"Making statements is not an attack."

She pouted, knowing she wasn't winning this one. "Damn you," she muttered.

"I gotta win sometimes," he said with a smile.

She made a noise but didn't deign to reply. She rested her head on his chest and laid a hand over his stomach, then wrapped a leg around his–getting comfy.

"Cozy yet?" he asked, draping an arm around her shoulder.

"Yup." She yawned, her eyes drooping. She was never really this tired, but Runner was comfy and comfy made her sleepy.

"Good. Better use my chub while you can, for it'll be gone very soon." He lightly kissed the top of her head.

"Shuddup," she mumbled. "You can't get rid of comfiness in a person. You, my good sir, are a very comfy person. A little extra muscle won't do much to change that."

"No," he mused. "I come back and it'll be like hugging a rock."

She lightly poked his side. "Stop being such a Debby Downer."

He snorted, hugging her tighter. "Alright, alright."

She absentmindedly traced invisible patterns over his chest, then stopped when she remembered how much he hated it. "Sorry," she mumbled.

He waved it off. "Whatever, I don't really care at this point."

"Why not?"

"'No more Debbie Downer,'" he quoted.

She rolled her eyes. "That's not what I meant."

"Whatever makes you happy, I'm fine with," he said cheerfully.

She snorted. "Yes, because doing something unconsciously makes me happy. And I won't have you complaining every two seconds about how weird it feels, so no. I'm not doing it."

He shrugged. "I didn't notice until you pointed it out."

"Ah, so you're getting used to it?" She resumed, tracing lazy swirls and circles.

"Yes," he said, running a hand through her hair, "I am."

She closed her eyes, content and practically purring. This is what she needed. Just a lazy day and someone to share it with.

"Who was that girl that threw the chain around me when I was a dragon?" he asked randomly.

"Probably another recommendation. I've never met her, but she looked like a dragon hunter."