Accepting the mug back, and taking a sip without pausing, acknowledging the thing she didn't. It's a strange feeling, being sure, instead of not knowing whether he needs to wait for the drink to cool off or if it's gone ice-cold from being overly patient.
He kind of likes it.
Shoots another sidelong look at her, before turning to check out the door that leads to the lake, the field, the woods.
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Accepting the mug back, and taking a sip without pausing, acknowledging the thing she didn't. It's a strange feeling, being sure, instead of not knowing whether he needs to wait for the drink to cool off or if it's gone ice-cold from being overly patient.
He kind of likes it.
Shoots another sidelong look at her, before turning to check out the door that leads to the lake, the field, the woods.
"Baseball's a start."