It was starting to get a bit too personal. Or at least, that's what a sober Phoebe would have thought. The unknown man before her, still entwined with her, was lucky. Normally she'd have shoved him away long ago. But as it was, she was quite enjoying the intimacy heightened by the pill he'd provided.

"What was that pill?" she asked, smiling to acknowledge the compliment on her eyes but her mind was on one track in that moment, "I think I'd like to keep more for myself."

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