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Cathy smiled back at Tager, thrilled to see that rare twitch of his lips. Attention then went to the box in her hands, her fingers moving to unwrap the present. There was nothing glamorous about the decorations, but it's what was inside that mattered. When she lifted the lid, she saw a mask inside. It was unlike anything she saw before, very different from the tribal antiques she was used to. Gingerly, she removed it from the box and looked it over, her eyes twinkling with wonder. The craftsmanship was certainly admirable! However, it gave an unusual vibe; there was something magical about it. There had to be a purpose for him giving it to her.
She stood up from the chair with the item in hand, the box on the table with its ribbon. Like typical Cathy, she flung her arms around the Kin and squeezed his body, her face rubbing against him like an affectionate feline. That didn't last for as long as she'd of liked, though. There was a 'guest' in their presence, plus she knew better than to suffocate Tager with her love.
"Thank you!" she told him appreciatively, grinning. "What does it do? Should I try it on?"
Behind them, Elaine was smirking. She decided to distract herself with the dog by giving his ear a scratch, knowing that staring would be rude. The middle aged woman wanted the night to end quickly. She was anxious to find Margaret and learn what she did the years they were apart. That aside, she was glad to just have a destination. For the longest time, she and Tynee did nothing but wander. Wander aimlessly...
She stood up from the chair with the item in hand, the box on the table with its ribbon. Like typical Cathy, she flung her arms around the Kin and squeezed his body, her face rubbing against him like an affectionate feline. That didn't last for as long as she'd of liked, though. There was a 'guest' in their presence, plus she knew better than to suffocate Tager with her love.
"Thank you!" she told him appreciatively, grinning. "What does it do? Should I try it on?"
Behind them, Elaine was smirking. She decided to distract herself with the dog by giving his ear a scratch, knowing that staring would be rude. The middle aged woman wanted the night to end quickly. She was anxious to find Margaret and learn what she did the years they were apart. That aside, she was glad to just have a destination. For the longest time, she and Tynee did nothing but wander. Wander aimlessly...