his drapped over the settee (Yes I'm not calling it a couch, I'm not American), a fag resting against his lips as he holds a glass of wine in the other "puddin, mind if I asked you something, hmm?" he sets his glass of wine down and puts his fag out before walking over to you in the kitchen, he draps his hands over your waist and whispers in your ear "do you truly love me or are you terrifed of what I might do to you if you leave, hm puddin?"
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