[Molly winced a little at those ripping sounds and made a mental note to start carrying around a knife. Even a pocket knife would do.
And when Spock opened the door, the internal squee track which had been running since the beginning of their conversation and only getting progressively louder at intervals ground to a sudden halt. He looked so uncomfortable.]
Of course.
[She dropped the shirt in her hand back on the shelf and hurried over.]
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And when Spock opened the door, the internal squee track which had been running since the beginning of their conversation and only getting progressively louder at intervals ground to a sudden halt. He looked so uncomfortable.]
Of course.
[She dropped the shirt in her hand back on the shelf and hurried over.]
Just turn around.