Oh dear. He had her wrist. And he was leaning in again. And he smelled really good and looked absolutely AMAZING and oh goodness now was NOT the time to remember that one dream she had had.]
Not your idea? Of course it isn't! Who'd want to kiss a harpy like me anyway?
[Logic? Not always Donna's strongest suit. Her other hand comes up to fend off his face. Damn it, if she was going to kiss David Duchovney/Fox Mulder/whatever he wanted to call himself, it was going to be on HER terms, not like this!]
>DD BWAHAHA
Oh dear. He had her wrist. And he was leaning in again. And he smelled really good and looked absolutely AMAZING and oh goodness now was NOT the time to remember that one dream she had had.]
Not your idea? Of course it isn't! Who'd want to kiss a harpy like me anyway?
[Logic? Not always Donna's strongest suit. Her other hand comes up to fend off his face. Damn it, if she was going to kiss David Duchovney/Fox Mulder/whatever he wanted to call himself, it was going to be on HER terms, not like this!]