"I really, really like it," she murmurs, in a tone he'll know all too well to mean she does really, really like it. "The eyeliner especially." She's about to wax poetic about how beautiful, almost a bit unearthly, she thinks it makes him look, when he asks her to stay over.

Sabrina rises up to press their foreheads together. "That sounds like the best end to the night. I might have to meet you there, but you're my final stop. I want to wake up with you too."