Even as Chrissy says she's not expecting him to wear it, Eddie has set the box down and is reaching behind his neck to unhook the ball chain he wears with the guitar pick on it. It slithers onto the table in front of him and he picks the necklace out of the box, then slips the gold 86 from the chain.
"Hey," he says, looking up at her and giving a smile. It isn't his usual charming grin, the one he uses when he wants to distract people, it's a real smile, gentle and kind of shy. "Of course I'm gonna wear it."
He picks up the ball chain again and for a second he worries it might not fit, but then it slips through the circle at the top of the pendant and it slides down to settle against the guitar pick. Still smiling, Eddie reaches around and hooks the chain back in place, the pick and the 86 settled against his t-shirt.
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"Hey," he says, looking up at her and giving a smile. It isn't his usual charming grin, the one he uses when he wants to distract people, it's a real smile, gentle and kind of shy. "Of course I'm gonna wear it."
He picks up the ball chain again and for a second he worries it might not fit, but then it slips through the circle at the top of the pendant and it slides down to settle against the guitar pick. Still smiling, Eddie reaches around and hooks the chain back in place, the pick and the 86 settled against his t-shirt.