[Yuna feels the weight of his forehead and horns against her. She let's out a small breath, a light gust of air moving past his cheek. She doesn't want to move, it feels nice with his head against hers and it's a little less dizzying.
She wants to say something, that maybe it's the alcohol but she can't bring the words to be said. She can hear her heart beat drumming in her ear, the steady rhythm sounding to fast compared to it's normal cadence.]
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She wants to say something, that maybe it's the alcohol but she can't bring the words to be said. She can hear her heart beat drumming in her ear, the steady rhythm sounding to fast compared to it's normal cadence.]
How long is awhile?