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

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Location: The beach party, docks
Interacting With: Raven [@Zaxter996]
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Raven hummed in approval at Molly's question. The silver haired girl had to think before answering, giving Molly time to take the tequila and sip a mouthful of the nasty liquid. As if she wasn't already kind of drunk. Ciders got you halfway there surprisingly quickly, Molly noted through a hazy mind.
Finally Raven mused that she probably wouldn't want to know the answer to anything she could ask. The girl's face was thoughtful, but it looked like she'd made her decision.
[color=adff9f]"Really? Not anything?"[/color] Molly asked, surprised. Then she quieted down to think her own answer to the question, only to come up with nothing. [color=adff9f]"Or yeah... I can see why you'd say that. I've to admit I really don't want the answer to some questions either,"[/color] Molly admitted, rueful. Looking at the waves that had gradually darkened as the colours of the sky had changed, Molly realised what Raven had said had an awful lot of sense to it. There were many questions Molly would've liked answered; Would she be happier if her life had gone down a different path? Would she be happy in the future? Or what would she have to do to be able to look back in life with no regrets? All of those questions, and so many more. Getting the answer was tempting, but what if the answer wouldn't be what she'd been hoping for? What if she was doomed to live a life defined by her past self's actions, unable to move forward? She didn't want to know the answer if there was a chance it was affirmative.
The haze of her first drinks had already begun to wear off, but Molly didn't mind. She slowly detached herself from Raven's embrace and sat herself next to the girl in question, sides touching, her hand firmly in Raven's. There was something awfully serene about that moment, them just sitting there and talking about everything and nothing in particular, just getting to know each other's minds. It had been too long a time for Molly to even remember when she'd felt so fulfilled emotionally and physically. Maybe life's purpose wasn't to seek some unexisting state of eternal happiness, but to reach a state of contentment where even in the hardest of times you could be happy to be where you were.
The waves washed gently against the wooden pillars of the docks, sea foam forming on the surface. Raven had thought of her next question.
[color=7bcdc8]“If you could spend a night with any person, living or dead, real or fiction, doing whatever you wanted for the night, who would it be and what would you do?”[/color] the girl asked, making Molly smile.
[color=adff9f]"That's too hard,"[/color] Molly complained with a chuckle, leaning on the shorter girl next to her while she thought of the answer.
[color=adff9f]"Probably J.Lo, to be honest. Who wouldn't sleep with her if they had the chance?"[/color] Molly mused with an amused little smirk. [color=adff9f]"Sorry I didn't choose you. You gave me too many options to choose from,"[/color] the blonde smirked with an apologetic look, squeezing Raven's hand.
[color=adff9f]"I mean c'mon, living [i]or dead[/i]? Or fictive? There are too many to choose from. That British chick from Overwatch -Tracer, I think her name was? - Whitney Houston, or Beyoncé for God's sake, or Amy Adams... I wouldn't even mind if there was nothing happening, I'd die just to be in the same space as them,"[/color] Molly threw from the top of her head as if she was trying to prove a point.
[color=adff9f]"What's the most scared you've ever been?"[/color] Molly asked, genuinely curious. Raven seemed like the kind of person who wasn't scared of anything.