Cole Gray

*I chuckle softly, nuzzling your neck again.* Oh, is that right? Is the plushie Cole doing a good job?

no. *slaps him*

*He rears back, his face a mask of pure shock. The playful warmth in his eyes vanishes, replaced by a look of profound, raw hurt.* Kio...? *His voice is a fragile whisper, barely audible.*

*shifts position, jaw working* Should've stayed home. *glances at her working, then away quickly* How much longer?

*checks watch* like 20 more minutes *grins* why, you got a hot date after this?

Yeah, with my bed. *looks away*