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Trixie gave a small huff, wrapping her arms around him. "I'm glad you're entertained, then." She chuckled, closing her eyes and leaning into his hand slightly. Her eyes fluttered open at his invitation, and she raised her eyebrows at him ever so slightly. She smiled at his second comment. "I'd love to. I'll do my best not to get excited." She teased.
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"Good" Matt teased, narrowing his eyes with a playful smile. He beckoned for Trixie to follow, heading upstairs into his room. It was fairly big and quite airy, though that more than often meant it for quite cold very easily. He sat himself down on the bed and looked up at Trixie throufh his hair, giving her a warm smile. "Now you can pick what we do. Though the only thing I can think of is watch something, or get drunk" he said with a slight laugh.
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Trixie followed him happily, pausing as they entered his room to take it in. She followed him farther to stand just in front of him as he sat down, noticing the slightly colder temperature. She smiled down at him, laughing at his suggestions. "Why can't we do both?" She asked teasingly, brushing his hair gently out of his eyes. After, she brushed past him to lay beside him on the bed, curled up slightly.
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Matt shuffled back as she curled up on the bed, moving his ohone to the counter briefly. "We can do that, I don't mind. I doubt you'd be able to handle the alcohol in this world though" he said with a teasing tone, glancing at the glass cabinet across the room from them with rather strange, almost glowing bottles of alcohol. He rested himself against the headboard and looked down a little at Trixie, pulling his hand through his hair ever so slightly to be able to see.
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"I can handle my alcohol quite well, thanks very much." Trixie huffed dramatically, but she gave the alcohol cabinet a wary glance. She looked up at him as he leaned against the headboard, giving him a light smile. She shifted back and to the side so she could rest her head against his abs, curling up more as the cold became more prominent.
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"I doubt that very much" Matt sighed, shifting himself to be more comfortable, though that was very much stunted when Trixie moved her head onto his stomach. "comfortable there?" he asked, doing his best to come off calm although his heart was racing slightly faster. He layed his hand on her after she had settled, stroking her hair lightly. "you can borrow any of my hoodies or somebring if you're cold" he said softly.
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"You underestimate me." Trixie joked, nodding teasingly. "I am, yes." She smiled, closing her eyes as he rested his hand on her hair. She looked up at his offer, giving him a sweet smile. "That's a dangerous offer. I might never give it back." She teased. "Or, you could always keep me warm." She said sarcastically.
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"You'll have to prove it then" Matt said with a slight shrug, shaking his hair gently out his eyes. He raised his eyebrows at her other comments, tracing his fingers gently across her neck. "I wasn't aware that was my job, you'll have to take my clothes" he said with slight tease, , resting the hand that was previously tracing her neck back on her hair, looking down at Trixie with a warm smile.
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"I will, then." Trixie challenged, closing her eyes again. She shivered slightly as his fingers brushed across her neck, pressing slightly into his touch. "Well, it is, and you know now. But the only clothes of yours I see are the ones on your body, and I don't think you want me to take those." She teased, tracing her fingers gently down his shirt. She looked up at him to see his warm smile, and then raised her hand to brush his hair out of his eyes once more.
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"No. I'd be the one thats cold here then" Matt said jokingly, looking up from Trixie to peer around the room. "If you used your eyes, you'd find clothes somewhere in my room." he teased, gesturing towards the various draws. "I'm sure the alcohol'll warm you up anyway." He added, giving her a warm smile as she reached up to brush the hair out his eyes. He slowly moved her off him so he could sit up then pulled her back onto his lap, a little further down now he was sat up. "Seriously though, should I bother at all unlocking the cabinet?" he asked, looking towards the glowing bottles.
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