Roland: -raises an eyebrow, a smile tugging at his lips- win at what Sophia: -glances between them, at a loss for words-
Roland: I dunno, you still owe me a coffee -stands up also, staring into her eyes Sophia: -still uncertain about what happened, but nods-
Roland: -sighs- and I wanted you to get one with me. But oh well, another time then -smiles, and before she can react kisses her cheek and walks away, waving-
Death~ ~touches cheek, and then mind paces, then swiftly goes in front of him, glaring~ What the funk was that for?