[Gradually, as though maybe Edward won't notice if he does this slowly, Sigmund inches his way over. Scoot... scoot scoot scoot... And then he jerks back, because his back has suddenly bumped against something - something being Edward. But, after a tense moment, he settles himself down, backs pressed together.
Mindful of Edward's earlier statement about wanting to know him, he gives him a good-natured nudge with his shoulder. He knows he's being foolish. Thanks for not hating him, Ed.]
Mindful of Edward's earlier statement about wanting to know him, he gives him a good-natured nudge with his shoulder. He knows he's being foolish. Thanks for not hating him, Ed.]
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