[ It's cooed, only half-present as the Xanax hits and combines with everything else already in her system. She has reached the point of high where her limbs feel leaden, her eyelids heavy. All she can do is prop her head up and smile lazily at him.
She reaches out with her invisible hand and gently brushes his hair out of his face, touches his cheek. ]
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[ It's cooed, only half-present as the Xanax hits and combines with everything else already in her system. She has reached the point of high where her limbs feel leaden, her eyelids heavy. All she can do is prop her head up and smile lazily at him.
She reaches out with her invisible hand and gently brushes his hair out of his face, touches his cheek. ]
It's real nice of you, though.