[center][hr][color=#adff9f][h1]𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵[/h1]

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Location: The beach party
Interacting With: Raven [@Zaxter996]
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[color=7bcdc8]“It’s a cliche answer, but people who feel the need to get involved in everyone else's business, and share their hateful opinions. Like, is that hard to let people live how they want and mind your own business?”[/color]
A laughter escaped Molly's lips at the answer: there was something so raw and honest about it, yet it was so true. Molly downed the rest of her drink in a dramatic movement, neck stretching up. As she brought down the now empty bottle, Molly nodded approvingly.
[color=#adff9f]"Amen to that! Not that I'm a huge believer, of course. Just felt like good way to express my agreement,"[/color] Molly chuckled, scratching the back of her head. [color=#adff9f]"Sorry if that was offensive,"[/color] Molly added genuinely in retrospect, not addressing Raven in particular, but not not addressing her, either. She didn't know what the girl believed in, after all.
[color=7bcdc8]“Well, I normally jump straight to the good stuff, but I suppose we can wade in…”[/color] Raven teased, and Molly huffed in mock offense, smile tugging at her lips all the while. She adjusted her sitting position on the dock, reaching for some more cheese puffs. The seasoning and grease stuck to her fingertips, which was only a mild annoyment for Molly at that moment. [color=7bcdc8]“What’s your favourite time of day?”[/color] Raven then asked with a raised eyebrow. Molly found her own brow raising as well at the question. She wasn't quite expecting a question like that, but it did have a nice tone to it. It wasn't unimaginitive like Molly's question had been, to say the least.
[color=#adff9f]"Just because I was going easy on you doesn't mean you have to,"[/color] Molly reminded with a teasing yet meaningful look. Looking back at the water, Molly swung her legs, which were hanging from the edge of the dock, peacefully. [color=#adff9f]"I'd have to say dusk, though,"[/color] Molly mused then, gazing at the horizon with a wistful look and a far away smile. [color=#adff9f]"I've always found it peaceful and sorta merciful, really. When you've had a real shit day, you know? And you can just go to bed and leave it all behind. Just... for a while, nowhere to be, no one to please. Plus, it's really pretty, too,"[/color] Molly explained, then added the last part in a witty tone. She continued to look at where the sky met the sea, lost in thought, thinking over her answer after giving it. Yeah, that had to be it. [color=#adff9f]"Beautiful question,"[/color] Molly complimented, her voice earnest but calm.
The smile on her stretched into a slow grin.

[color=#adff9f]"My turn. Do you have a crush on anyone at the moment?"[/color] Still rather tame, but Molly didn't want to overstep. She didn't want to be... too obvious. Just... just in case. She already knew Raven probably liked her ('probably' my ass... it was pretty obvious at this point) but some part of Molly was still holding back stubbornly, telling her she shouldn't assume. She should be absolutely 120% sure that Raven did like girls before she could even think about letting herself do anything. Besides, she wanted to keep the mood light, and this was the only other question that popped in her head besides 'what's the most illegal thing you've ever done'. And it was obvious Raven had done something illegal to get the drugs. Molly didn't judge it, she just thought it would be a bit on the nose to ask such a question when it wasn't really something she was interested in knowing.
Still, it frustrated Molly that she didn't seem to be able to just let herself be who she was. Why was she holding back? It was beyond confirmed that there was something here, but Molly just couldn't keep from thinking about high school and how "she shouldn't" even though there was no reason for her not to. Maybe she'd been in the closet for too long to let go. It had been hard enough to confide in Jem earlier that day, so it was understandable... right? Molly shook her head mentally, refocusing on Raven's answer.