*Texas followed New York, and closed and locked the door behind him. He had no idea how often people came to visit New York in Hammerspace, but he didn't want to take a chance with her already being nervous.*
*He stepped behind her, and put his hands on her shoulders, rubbing them lightly.*
What can I do to help ya relax, Darlin'? Ya want a back rub, or... I sing somethin' for ya. Not country.
[New York nodded, and then stripped away her jacket, revealing a black tank top underneath. She put it on a nearby chair, and then went to lay down, on her stomach. Once she did, she looked back at the other, with an almost...shy smile. This was so foreign...]
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*He stepped behind her, and put his hands on her shoulders, rubbing them lightly.*
What can I do to help ya relax, Darlin'? Ya want a back rub, or... I sing somethin' for ya. Not country.
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Either of those would work... A back rub would...really help, actually...
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*Texas pulled his hands away.*
Lay down an' get comfortable an' I'll give you a back rub.
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