“Z…” He licked his lips, falling deep into thought at her question. “Zagara? Zera?” He had all these fictitious names hiding just beneath the surface and was more than ready to begin spouting them out. While he pondered her name, he handed over one of the sharpies, his jaw clenching and clenching to a rhythm in his head.
“Zoh-ee.” She enunciated, slowly sounding out the syllables in her name lest he forget again. “Z-O-E-Y. Zoey. Or Zeta because that’s my stage name but no one calls me that. Not anymore, anyway.” All of this was spoken as she took the pen from him and uncapping it with her teeth as she gently slid her hand under his arm and scribbled out her number onto his skin. “Wha’ade ‘ou come to ‘y woom anyway?” She managed to get out, voice muffled by the lid between her lips.
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