Roxie was completely unaffected by the whole ordeal. She had kissed all sorts of people before. At concerts, during shows, during parties, as jokes, whatever. It barely even had meaning for her anymore.
"Whoops, too late," she said, grinning. "Nah, I just meant that if you were more of a bore, I wouldn’t have made that pleasant. Like, maybe I would have licked your face, or pulled your hair, or poked you in the butt, or something."
"Licked my face?!" Marise echoed in a slight bit of horror. What had she gotten herself into with her roommate? "Pulled my hair...?" Her hand absentmindedly traveled up to hair, touching it to make sure it all was still in tact.
Well she had to admit, it was....pleasantable if that was even a word. And how Roxie was going on, she could only guess that the girl could have made this a lot worse if she wasn't lucky. "....fair enough I guess? Hey! Don't go poking my butt!"













