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[color=crimson]INTERACTING WITH[/color] ⤑ Arthur [Crush]
[color=crimson]FEELING[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Lucky.[/color]
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Eva was dead. She had died and gone to heaven. Her good deeds in life had put her in a place where she was able to spend time with someone she wanted to be with when she was alive. A place where he literally swept her off her feet, carrying her up the steps with ease like a groom bringing his bride over the threshold for the first time. Yeah, this was her dying wish. There was no way this was [I]actually[/I] happening right now. But there was no denying his touch, the warmth he had as he held her. His voice was a melody she wanted to keep on repeat forever if she could have it, better than any dream she had. Her alarm wouldn't go off and wake her up from this, right? But as she watched Arthur place her down, she realized it wasn't possible for this to be a dream or a figment of her imagination. For starters, if this was her Imaginary Arthur, he likely would've started undressing her by now. Wow, her mind just made a vacation home in the gutter, it seemed, and wouldn't leave. But Real Arthur just laid down with her, much to her surprise.

Could they just stay like this? As the thought crossed her mind, he spoke again, her heart racing as she felt his hand playing with her skirt. He did the same thing last night, she recalled, especially as she felt his fingers occasionally touch her skin. Did he want to pick up where they left off? Now? Here? Well, her message was pretty vague, wasn't it? Shoot, she hadn't been thinking straight when she sent it--actually, she hadn't been thinking straight for a good twenty four hours if she was being completely honest. Before it was the booze, now it was her sleep deprivation. Unless he really did want to nap with her, he did mention how tired he was before. Now she didn't know what to do. The bed's comfort was definitely making her body beg for sleep, but her mind was saying that she shouldn't disappoint Arthur. Maybe they could nap then do whatever he wanted to do. Wait, that sounded wrong, it wasn't supposed to be an open invitation! Except there he was, one of the lucky few to have gotten to be with her in her bedroom, so...yeah, it was an invitation for...that sort of thing...And he was already in bed. What if she was wrong, though? Ugh, she was overthinking again! Now what?!

[I][color=orange]He may have the emotional range of a teaspoon, but he's still a guy.[/color][/I] Yeah, but...the way he was right now, he was so sweet and soft. Though, she did notice he still had his jacket on. Maybe he was nervous, too. So then, if she did want something to happen in theory, she'd probably have to make the first move. Letting out a giggle, she couldn't help but tease him a bit. As much as she wanted to sleep, as much as she definitely could use it, her mind was made up. She could always sleep later, right? "[color=pink]You can take off whatever you like,[/color]" She said quietly, her heart pounding to see what he would do next.

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As promised, Jacob told Alyssa the truth. And honestly, as she listened to what he had to say, she started realizing that she clearly wasn't prepared for the truth. Jacob's family was involved in some real shady stuff, amongst other things, and she couldn't believe it. What [i]was[/i] she expecting? She figured he'd just say he wanted her back, give some weak excuse, say he changed. Normal stuff. This wasn't normal. Still, it was somewhat relieving to know he hadn't cheated. But of course she had assumed the worst, why else would he have cut her off so suddenly and without any warning? As he was finishing, her fingers playing with the ruby gem, her eyes diverted, though she looked up at him when he said he loved her. How was she ever going to believe those words again? Just as the thought crossed her mind, he insisted that he could prove it.

"[Color=orange]That's...a lot to take in,[/color]" She admitted, though shortly after her head was in her hands. "[Color=orange]I don't think you understand what you did to me. You basically ripped my heart out and threw it on the floor, and you want me to believe you blindly?[/color]" She didn't mean to get mad, but she was still hurting, trying to make him see things from her point of view. "[Color=orange]Even if we did give it another chance, how do I know you won't do it again? I...I can't take it a second time.[/color]" She looked up at him, her eyes pleading with him. "[Color=orange]This summer was [i]hell[/i] for me. How in the world are you going to prove to me that you deserve a second chance?[/color]"

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