TITLE: You and Your Untouchable Face
DISCLAIMER: None of this is real.
SUMMARY: ”Don’t be ridiculous, you’re the least angry person that I know,” Kristy Lee said, and paused. “It’s kind of creepy, actually.”
AUTHOR’S NOTES: I tried to research this fic pretty extensively before I ever got started, but I’m sure that there are details that I’m getting wrong. All technical mistakes are mine and mine alone.
A/N 2: Title by way of Ani DiFranco.
Michael sank down on top of her, breathing hard, while Carly kept her hands around his waist.