Kirk leaned back a little, staring out over the ocean, thinking silently for several moments. "So what are your plans for the rest of shore leave?" He asked, keeping it simple for now.
He pulled out something else from the bag. It was a small plastic container. When he popped it open... freshly dipped chocolate strawberries. Dark chocolate ones. He tucked it between them so it wouldn't fall, and popped one out.
He bit into it, his eyes closing. Fuck, if he was wrong, who cared? They were fucking perfect.
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Date: 2009-08-15 10:06 pm (UTC)He pulled out something else from the bag. It was a small plastic container. When he popped it open... freshly dipped chocolate strawberries. Dark chocolate ones. He tucked it between them so it wouldn't fall, and popped one out.
He bit into it, his eyes closing. Fuck, if he was wrong, who cared? They were fucking perfect.