"What the hell is that?" Caroline grumps into the general vicinity of Tony's collarbone. "And why can they get away with locking up a dying man?" She loosens her grip a little and slides one hand up to the back of Tony's head. She's not quite playing with his hair, but she probably will be in a minute.
She... didn't expect an apology at all. That's. Huh. "I kind of forgot about that in the ensuing sneaking around and breaking into your house, honestly." But yeah, that was a thing that happened. Caroline shrugs. "I just figured you changed your mind once the party got going."
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Date: 2014-08-16 05:13 am (UTC)She... didn't expect an apology at all. That's. Huh. "I kind of forgot about that in the ensuing sneaking around and breaking into your house, honestly." But yeah, that was a thing that happened. Caroline shrugs. "I just figured you changed your mind once the party got going."