[ Well, if she doesn't protest, he will set the bags on the countertops. What was he doing? Dios. Judging by the state of the fridge, all of this was probably going to get unused anyway. His shoulders sag with a deep sigh. Nope. Not the time nor place to try and touch on that problem.
Okay. Bottle. When he turns to get it, the fangs had already begun to poke out from underneath his lips. He ordinarily kept them concealed, except Lottie didn't seem to be put off by the more mutant features. And maybe that was nice compared to the usual reaction.]
I had assumed you were celebrating something, but this appears to be a bottle of Coca Cola.
[ The way she talked about it made him envision something more beer-like. ]
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Okay. Bottle. When he turns to get it, the fangs had already begun to poke out from underneath his lips. He ordinarily kept them concealed, except Lottie didn't seem to be put off by the more mutant features. And maybe that was nice compared to the usual reaction.]
I had assumed you were celebrating something, but this appears to be a bottle of Coca Cola.
[ The way she talked about it made him envision something more beer-like. ]