"That's me, an agent of chaos," she deadpans, regarding him back, though she feels like she's going to laugh. She stacks three chips and moves them to the center of his plate aggressively as though she can prove this about herself, a smile curling at her lips.
"Yeah, somehow I'm not missing the burning cars." She glances at Henry. "He's trying," she says, and she doesn't mean to be civilized.
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Date: 2016-07-07 10:44 pm (UTC)"Yeah, somehow I'm not missing the burning cars." She glances at Henry. "He's trying," she says, and she doesn't mean to be civilized.