[ Eddie is pleasantly buzzed, and maybe that's what makes him so open to the idea. They've taken a great many pictures together, both innocent and profane, and Eddie likes the idea of all of them decorating the back of his van. Chrissy leaves him to himself briefly, and Eddie has no problem blowing slow lines of smoke across the back of his van. ]
We could do that.
[ Everything feels slow and hazy, and Eddie leans forward to sift through the pictures she's laid out. He hadn't realized just how many risque pictures they'd taken until now. His fingers linger over one with her legs spread, looking the picture of innocence. Eddie thinks he could stare at that picture forever and ever. ]
I like this one. [ He grins at her over the joint burning down between his lips. ] We should get it framed.
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We could do that.
[ Everything feels slow and hazy, and Eddie leans forward to sift through the pictures she's laid out. He hadn't realized just how many risque pictures they'd taken until now. His fingers linger over one with her legs spread, looking the picture of innocence. Eddie thinks he could stare at that picture forever and ever. ]
I like this one. [ He grins at her over the joint burning down between his lips. ] We should get it framed.