Casey smirked, and scrambled slightly to the side to ignore the snow-ball. "Like you wouldn't have done the same? I know you, Princess. Isn't this part of how we met?" The teasing, and snarking, and not quite getting in each other's way while fighting and mischief.
Certainly they'd landed up in a holding cell together, until she'd picked the lock.
Scrabbling for some more snow of his own, while trying to grab her arm so he could shove it down the back of her shirt.
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Date: 2015-09-14 01:25 am (UTC)Certainly they'd landed up in a holding cell together, until she'd picked the lock.
Scrabbling for some more snow of his own, while trying to grab her arm so he could shove it down the back of her shirt.