[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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Molly could simply listen Raven talk, too absorbed in the girl's halo to notice she was staring. Raven seemed to calm down, and it also helped Molly feel more at ease. The surrounding world seemed to slide away once more: it was just them on the distant dock, gentle waves lapping at the strong pillars holding the wooden structure up.
At Raven's last words, Molly hummed in agreement, her cheeks suddenly feeling ever so burning against the gently cooling evening breeze. It tangled Molly's curly hair even more, parts of it now plastered on her own face, other parts mingling with Raven's straight, bleached hair.
It was calm. Calm and good. Even though Molly was nervous, she had never felt so much at peace either. It was a weird mix of the two, butterflies of both fear and anticipation. And relief, relief as well.
[color=#adff9f]"Now's good,"[/color] Molly echoed after a while, her brown eyes boring into the matching ones staring back at her. Molly felt the warmth of Raven's legs through the thin material of her flowy beach skirt, and she thought she could get easily addicted to this.
[color=#adff9f]"Not to mention..."[/color] Molly continued with a side-thought, her eyes now skirting away from the ones looking at her, [color=#adff9f]"I'm rubbish at this. Definitely not the bold type, even if I try to be,"[/color] She chuckled half self-conscious, half humoured.
[color=#adff9f]"I wish I was, though. You'd deserve that too. But you'll have to settle for a... for an awkward bean like me,"[/color] Molly smirked. For now, that was. The buzzing alcohol was definitely giving her the courage for little pecks and occassionally longer kisses, but a looming doubt still infected her previously very closeted mind.