[Ronan's heartbeat skips beneath Noah's fingers. He looks at Noah again, offering the joint back. If they were going by looks alone, there would be nothing revealed in Ronan's features. He looks the same amount of gloomy and withdrawn as always.]
That's just my face.
[His skin shouldn't be feeling this tingly already. The drugs don't hit that quick.]
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That's just my face.
[His skin shouldn't be feeling this tingly already. The drugs don't hit that quick.]