[He's glad he's not quite shaken off the haze of the exhaustion yet, because if he was awake, his brain would probably be trying to tell him this was probably a bad idea. Like that time you took Kate out and got her durnk and made with an elevator for her to just go back to Eli kind of bad. Or that time you were with that chick with six arms. Or--well. Whatever. Kissing pretty girls is cool, right?
Anyway, his brain doesn't really have long to linger on any thoughts, because the moment comes crashing back down to earth just as he leans up to return it and Matilda picks that moment to come through the door. He glances over to her mid-kiss and gawks a little.
God, how could he forget the telekinetic six year old. Who can apparently cook? Score.]
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Anyway, his brain doesn't really have long to linger on any thoughts, because the moment comes crashing back down to earth just as he leans up to return it and Matilda picks that moment to come through the door. He glances over to her mid-kiss and gawks a little.
God, how could he forget the telekinetic six year old. Who can apparently cook? Score.]
Uh.