Lifting her cup, she held it up, and responded, "To his abs. Clinky!" She wiggled her eyebrows and pressed the rim of her cup to Misha's. Then she took a sip of her further doctored drink. With a contented sigh she sank onto the edge of the bed and tilted her head back. Then she blinked and frowned at her laptop, which was still dutifully playing a playlist for chilling. Just as quickly, she jumped up and walked over to it. "If we're going to make this a real party, we need the tunes for it." After tapping at the keyboard a couple of times, she returned to the bed, a new song playing. After considering her drink for a moment, she handily threw it back, ignoring the warmth of the hot chocolate as it flooded her mouth.
She let out another sigh and a wistful laugh as she started bobbing along to the beat.
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