School Lunch (RP log with RandomtheFox)
He gently dragged a single claw tip across down his shoulder, across his chest and up to his chin again, forcing eye contact once more as he explained what he thought to be the most important thing he could impart on the squirrel.
Artificial Barriers
Asked the zephenidian as he continued to try to force eye contact with me." i tried to think of what to say, maybe try to make up some excuses to slow things down a bit, at the very least. "ah, i don't know. just too much going through my mind."