[he gives her a somewhat exasperated look at that, roxana... what a line...]
...Look. I just don't want to do anything you don't want me to.
[he sounds a little embarrassed, don't perceive him... but he'll head over and start laying the clothes out on the bed. he does it carefully, rearranging them to avoid wrinkles and folds. the jewelry goes next, and then the accessories, and then he'll line out all the shoes on the floor in a neat line,
it's a rhythm that he's familiar with, and for a moment he stops feeling awkward long enough to just devote his time to this simple task]
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...Look. I just don't want to do anything you don't want me to.
[he sounds a little embarrassed, don't perceive him... but he'll head over and start laying the clothes out on the bed. he does it carefully, rearranging them to avoid wrinkles and folds. the jewelry goes next, and then the accessories, and then he'll line out all the shoes on the floor in a neat line,
it's a rhythm that he's familiar with, and for a moment he stops feeling awkward long enough to just devote his time to this simple task]