[ End of the world is always debatable. Perhaps, it was though -- for their world, at least.
Instead of pushing things forward, Irene remains still, waiting and watching as his mouth descends on hers. It isn't until he touches her hand that she turns hers to grasp his and presses back just a bit firmer against his lips. Only for as long as the kiss lasts. She wouldn't mind rolling the die once more. ]
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Instead of pushing things forward, Irene remains still, waiting and watching as his mouth descends on hers. It isn't until he touches her hand that she turns hers to grasp his and presses back just a bit firmer against his lips. Only for as long as the kiss lasts. She wouldn't mind rolling the die once more. ]