"He's mine, piss off," she growled at the girl who's hand was sliding down Henley's arm. She glared at her before pushing herself safely into Henley's arms, wrapping them around her, as she kissed his chin, "did I mention how good you look, today, babe?" [lbr she's the typical psycho and a drink might fly]
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“Take it easy, M,” Henley laughs, tucking her into his shoulder. This behavior is a little too common to be taken seriously.