[ With an utterly content sigh, Grell settles her cheek atop his shoulder, nuzzling into the soft material of his shirt - and she rests her arm atop him, palm brushing across his chest. ]
I'll tell you what, Will-- you can throw me around as much as you'd like, so long as you intend to follow.
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I'll tell you what, Will-- you can throw me around as much as you'd like, so long as you intend to follow.