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[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H7HmzwI67ec]Good morning and good night
I wake up at twilight
It's gonna be alright
We don't even have to try
It's always a good time[/url]
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[color=D11717]“Alright, [i]bella[/i], I’ve got a few people waiting for me out there. I’ll see you around, okay?”[/color] She lowered her hands in confusion.  He had to go?  Then why had he kissed her?  What?  Wait...  [color=D11717]“If you want any more of this or something more, you know where to find me,”[/color] He winked and walked away.  Bea sat there for a long moment.  More? [i] MORE?! [/i] If he wanted more then why was he leaving?  That was the only reason he would say such a thing, right?  Why offer more if that was not what you wanted yourself?  Could she want more?  It was mindboggling and her head just couldn't wrap around what he said or what had happened.  And why was her stomach doing this weird flippy floppy dance?  She sighed deeply and looked to the stars.  They were always so bright by the ocean.  Beautiful.  They would always make sense.

The buzz of her phone awakened her from her reverie.  Unzipping the fannypack, she pulled it out and flipped it open to find Mara's text.  Beatrice looked around as she stood, searching for the cute blonde.  Ah.  There she was, looking much like a cat who had been petted much too harshly.  She waved, tucked her phone away, and walked up to her. [color=E0633C][b] "Hi, Mara!  I'm so glad you found me.  Common, I need a drink.  Come do a shot with me."[/b][/color]  In her head, she thought, [color=E0633C][i]'And I won't give you any confusing kisses.'[/i][/color]  Without waiting for a reply, she grabbed the blonde by the hand, dragged her past the gang of people nearby and poured three shots of tequila.  [color=E0633C][b]"Salud!" [/b][/color] She knocked one back, tapped it face down, and then knocked the other back.

There.  That should get it out of her head.  [color=E0633C][i]'It wasn't even like it was that good of a fucking kiss.  Get a grip girl.  Ohhh, who are you kidding?  It felt lovely.  Santiago has a nice face too.  For drawing.  Grey eyes so close...' [/i][/color] She squeezed a lime slice into her mouth as she poured herself a very strong tequila and Sprite.  [color=E0633C][i]'Fuck, just forget it.  He was probably just doing stupid boy things.  Fucking playing around.'[/i][/color]  Boys had seemed to enjoy especially picking on her when she was growing up.  It was only in middle school that girls started getting particularly nasty.  From her fannypack, she pulled a single twizler from a package and placed it into the red solo cup.  Taking a sip using the twizler as a straw, her mouth was filled with a delightful, sweet mix of flavors.

It was about now that Mara was looking particularly grumpy.  Or maybe she had to poop?  [color=E0633C][b]"What's up?"[/b][/color] Bea asked lightly.  [color=E0633C][b]"You okay?  Want me to make you a drink?"
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