Congratulations pool shark. Let me give you your prize. (He approaches her to wrap her in a big hug and kisses her on the cheeks. This is somehow a mix of passionately platonic and platonically passionate). “Come join me at my place if you want to be hugged all night long in a safe place”.
He takes her fin in his (he’s a land shark) and somehow carries her on his back to his place. His bed is soft and inviting. They hug all night amongst the doonas and pillows.
In the morning he wakes up and asks her 2 questions:
1 “why do you have fins now? No way you could clean the table like that with fins last night”
2 “why are you drinking?”
