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"Hank Anderson. Not here. Leave a message or leave me the fuck alone."

[Ignore Hank's crankiness: muse and mun can be reached here. :P]

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[Boy, sure are a lot of dads out today. That's fine. It takes all kinds to make a fuck castle...or something? Anyway. Daisy may have more than fulfilled the brief of her dare, but what's one more introduction through spit-swapping? Hi, Hank. Have a Daisy sauntering up, putting her hands on your shoulders and giving you the kind of kiss that you don't usually get from strangers.]

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Can I he--mmmph!

[The petite little thing wandering up to him looked like she was searching for something--but before he could be polite and ask, she was grabbing him and sticking her tongue down his throat.

...okay, that was crass. She was actually a damn fine kisser, and she caught him so totally by surprise that he was kissing her back without thinking--a hand curling against the back of her head, a hand resting on her hip to steady her between their height differences. She tasted good, too...

It was a painful, yet strangely pleasant reminder of just how long it had been since anyone had really touched him beyond a handshake or an arm through his, much less kissed him.]

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[He wasn't a bad kisser himself, for a dad--little taken of guard, of course, and let's be real, Daisy was still definitely the driving force behind the contact--but he was kissing her back.

Never let it be said that Daisy isn't without some measure of mercy, however, and she doesn't draw it out too much. She eases back with a quiet little hum and a pleased smile on her lips and runs her fingertips lightly through the stiff hair on Hank's cheek and jaw.]

Hey. I'm Daisy. Nice beard.

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Hank...and...thanks?

[He's still touching her--hand on her hip, other in her hair, it slid through those soft strands at some point when he wasn't paying attention.

He is not disappointed that it ended so fast. He's not. In fact, he's going to just...]

...so, is that just how everyone says hello around here?

[...continue to talk to his sudden armful of borderline jailbait, apparently.]

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[Daisy can't think of many societies where one might go to jail for kissing an unmarried, almost 30-year-old woman, but they might exist. Who knows. Daisy just tilts her head, making absolutely no move, whatsoever, to extract herself.]

I don't know, Hank, has anyone else said hello to you that way?