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[color=crimson]TIME[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Evening[/color]
[color=crimson]INTERACTING WITH[/color] ⤑ Arthur [Crush]
[color=crimson]FEELING[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Curious[/color]
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Gigi sat there, pathetically patting Alyssa. She was truly unprepared for this kind of situation, but apparently, Alyssa had enough, asking Gigi to take her home. She reluctantly complied, though she trip was slightly awkward as she could still hear Alyssa crying under her helmet. This must have been some sort of personal hell she got for all the crimes she had committed. As they arrived at Alyssa's house, she wordlessly gave Gigi her spare helmet and dragged herself into her home without saying anything. Her phone sang her text tone, and she groaned. Seeing Alexander's message, she was a little surprised to find it a little on the solemn side. Inevitable? Of course it was inevitable, what sort of question was that? Although Romeo and Juliet was a better comparison than she figured, the more she thought about it. Reckless Drug Lord Romeo and Sentimental Agent Kid Juliet. What a day. Hopefully Helene was having better luck than she was.

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His lips felt so good on hers, the spark between them definitely turning her on. Terrance got the hint as he lifted her up, Helene wrapping her arms and legs around him, only for her to realize what was happening. Wait, she was supposed to be asking him about Alyssa! Stopping what she was doing, she let out a small cry as her back hit the bed, but he was already undressing her before she realized what was happening. Ack, no! Not yet! But the words themselves never left her lips, less so when his own shirt came off. His hands sent her desire into overdrive, the girl squirming slightly as he kissed her collarbone. [i][color=lightsalmon]Oh no, not there, not there, not there--[/color][/i] Her thoughts were interrupted by her own gasps, a low moan escaping her. She should have known better; there was no stopping Terrance once he started. Unfortunately she was the exact same way, her body encouraging him to keep going. Why the hell was she wanting to stop again? And of course, once he hit the tipping point, she'd end up on top of him. Before she could even stop and think about what she was doing, her hands were already attempting to yank his pants off.

Oh well. There was always tomorrow.

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What kind of question was that? Eva stayed close to him, her eyes not looking at anything in particular. Maybe he was asking for advice? It sounded serious, but she felt like if she pried too much into it, he might end up shying away from her. "[color=pink]It's not good to hold grudges,[/color]" She figured she'd at least try to answer his question, even if she was unsure herself. "[color=pink]Resentment isn't healthy, so if that was to happen, no matter what it is, I should forgive them.[/color]" What the hell was she saying? That's what [i]should[/i] be done, but it sure as hell wasn't what she normally did. She resented her mother for her mistreatment, her father for abandoning her, her birth father for failing to show up whenever she tried to find him--and it constantly clawed away at her, though there was no possibility of her ever admitting it.

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