❝And sometimes, I’m hard to deal with…❞ She shook her head, wishing so much that she could simply control her temper. ❝I need one…❞ Fiti smirked before bringing the bottle to her lips. Fiti swallowed looking at the locket. It meant the world to her. She could feel her shoulders lowering at the relief that her locket was safe and where it belonged. Taking it, she undid the clasps and held the necklace up in front of her. ❝Help me put it on?❞
Maui walked around the counter, he smiled and pressed himself against her back softly. He took in a deep breath and smiled. “Anytime my dear” He told her as he softly before laying a soft kiss on her neck warmly, his breath smelling of booze and cigar smoke, which he only smoked when they were broken up. He helped her. His large hands fumbling against the chain of the necklace,