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[ L / M ] — ❝ Huh. . Have you heard about bisexuality ? To me it looks like you're just horny. ❞ Here comes the punchline.. ❝ What about needing help with that ? ❞

       "NO, I’M JUST TRYING TO STOP BEING GAY!!! I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF VAGINAS AND BOOBS!!! I NEED TO FIND MY ROOTS, WHICH IS STRAIGHT!!! I NEED HELP!!"

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[ L / M ] — ❝ You sound desperate. . You some kind of sex addict or something ? ❞ Lio, no.

       "QUICK I NEED A GUY TO BANG ME. PREFERABLY A HOT ONE."

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[ L / M ] — Head swings east and west, before focusing front again.

❝ Never said it was dumb. ❞ Nonchalant shoulders raise, before slumping back into their placid pose.

❝ It was kind of smart, you know, funny, too, in a way. ❞ Basically it was entertaining and it pierced through for his interest.

❝ Humor me a little, and guess it, Rin. Three letters. ❞

She sighed a bit. 

"I know it’s dumb but it works. And I’m Rin. I don’t believe I ever got your name though."

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[ L / M ] — ❝ So you have a thing for them? ❞ That was it, oh, how does his nature become so — playful? He manages to wave it away with a shake of the head; a curve etched on lips instead, to decorate his visage.

❝ No harm done. ❞ How sly had his smirk become. He considers humoring { this } a bit more. ❝ Say, a piercing would suit you too. ❞ A cycle; he points at his ear once more. ❝ One right here, don't you think? ❞

"A-Ah, w-w-well, I mean…" a rosy blush forms on the girl’s cheeks, having not expected to be thrown into this situation

 ”…I-I-I like h-how they look o-on others, y-y-yes,” She teeters back and forth, clasping her hands together, "I’m r-r-really sorry if I bothered you!"

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[ L / M ] — His mind didn't seem to fail him yet; well of course, at a youthful age of nineteen everything is still adequately processed. Had he not been able to put an answer on that blank would have ticked him off to no end.

❝ So it was you, the 'I carry an empty wallet to not be kicked out'-girl ❞ He can feel the breath of laughter tickle the roof of his mouth until he releases a single snicker.

❝ What was your name again? ❞

Rin looked over when she heard the voice, blinking and tilting her head. The other seemed to recognize her. They must have met before.

"Oh!" She smiled. "You picked up my wallet once, right? Thank you again!"

Taking the sides of her skirt gently, she offered a small curtsy before moving aside.

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21. Give it back..

[ L / M ] — Tne blond tilts his head at an elevated angle; exasperated at the audacious behavior from the shorter gal . ❝ Give it back. ❞ Strong becomes the consistency in his voice, but the minuscule pull at the end of his mouth suggests passive-aggressiveness. He was not playing around now, and he had waited long enough for her to return his guitar pick. How had she managed to take it from his hands? — No soul will ever know. ❝ Already said no. Now, I need it. ❞

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[ L / M ] — ❝ . . ? ❞ That was actually a somewhat bewildering commentary. A blond like himself would have pondered about how the silhouette before him had judged by imposing her eyes. Alas, had he actually committed the great error of prejudice?

❝ You telling me you dig this? ❞ A trace of unwanted doubt stung at his words, rather than the tone of smugness & scoffing he was going for.

Well, this was quite embarrassing, she hadn’t meant to stare, but she couldn’t help herself in the end,

"I-I ah, sorry! I just thought it looked c-cool," she looks away, feeling bad.

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[ L / M ] — ❝.. Don’t think too much about it, it'll only get you nervous. ❞ He guesses, he wasn’t good at dealing with girls, or well comforting people in general. At the mentioning of the word ‘painful’ do his eyes lock with hers; it wasn’t hard at all to let his irises find hers, since practically they were literally right in front; reflecting each other, just as how his noses were being jabbed together; one wrong move and lips would brush past each other — in a more descriptive diction; troublesome and unwanted. Then again, it ignited attention and it was clearly saturated by the elevated brow.

Painful — he had no chest to worry about, but unlike her, it probably felt tight or something that he couldn’t comprehend; he can’t comment on something he doesn’t get. But he has to take action to prevent any annoying whining for his silence to reign, so thoughts can remain clear. For that, he’ll have to aid in calming her down. Anyhow, shoulders roll all the way to the back, smashing against walls that cage him; trying to create the extent of space for her — but if actions were to be questioned he’d just façade his portrayal as callous mannerism. ,

❝Hands, can you move ‘em?❞ Hushed is his voice, ❝Put ‘em between your chest and mine.❞  It’ll hurt less if you got more space or something. . Just get this over as fast as possible. 

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How did Hannah manage to get herself into this mess? She rally needed to stop goofing off and doing stupid stuff. Taking dares from random kids and being pranked… it ended up with her like this… with a complete stranger.

At least he was attractive…

"S-Sorry about this…" Hannah breathed, her voice hitting his face. Her chest was all too smushed into his, and she was feeling little… funny… "This p-probably wasn’t the best idea…"

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127. You have ten minutes, so make it quick.

[ L / M ] — Whether it was the little monotonous tapping of her heel, or the curiosity etched on her eyes — he had no time, nor patience, to deal with it; so he'd have to make it quick. He finally turns around, facing the other with a leaning-stance. He clears his voice, before his tired tone makes sound. ❝ You have ten minutes, so make it quick. ❞

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98. This stays between us..

[ L / M ] — Eyes painted of bluebonnet focus their gaze on the girl that stands before him. . . then on the mess that he has caused; beginning a minute-long exchange of glances around every corner.

❝ Oi, this stays between us. ❞ His tone is a blend between passive-aggressiveness and mild playfulness; which comes from his grin, as to not appear too hostile.

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64. If you stay quiet, no one will know.

[ L / M ] — A simple and careless shrug symbolizes the impassive mentality over the ruckus that such actions would bring. ❝ If you stay quiet, no one will know. ❞ An index finger hovered over his mouth, signaling for her to mimic his silence. Then, his head shakes to the left, before returning right; looking around. He realizes that there is nobody around, and he is unaware of the lopsided smirk carving his face.

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[ L / M ] — ❝ Uh, you asking me?❞ Suddenly to have a seemingly bubbly girl come up and question you about art is not what he imagined on an appearingly-normal, Summer afternoon.  

But, he truly did not have anything better to do, so as he props his elbows on the table; getting comfortable without permission. Face digs into hands for support, dismissively eyeing her 'piece' by the corner of his eyes. He does not want to meddle in her business, even when asked, but the hell with it. ❝ Isn't red one of the. . you know, the primary colors thing? You need it to make other colors? Get to that before painting anything..❞

He mumbles, to appear uninterested. ❝ Or whatever, really.❞

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   ”Do you think if I paint it thissss way—       oh wait no uhm, I’m out of red, and ideas      mainly ideas, what should I paint ?  " 

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[ L / M ] — This was annoying, perplexing, truly crazy. Oh yes, he was used to participating on ruckus-causing activities that would end up with him either being vainly lectured or with a headache — usually both. But, this time it was different than before, cause it had been something that involved some girl — nice-looking, but not from his usual group of friends, while doing dares as wicked as getting mushed up together in a — what was this, some kind of — closet?. Ironic, silly, idiotic, cause that’s what was going on. A sigh is mimicked the instant her own air hovers over his face. His blubonnet eyes scan her for any sign of emotion — not that he tried to aid her with his own expression reflecting some kind of comfort.

❝Nope, but someone'll let us out sooner or later.❞ This was a tense mood, nah?. ❝Prob'ly best if you don't move.❞  And he might just have made it worse, but it is only humorous. 

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How did Hannah manage to get herself into this mess? She rally needed to stop goofing off and doing stupid stuff. Taking dares from random kids and being pranked… it ended up with her like this… with a complete stranger.

At least he was attractive…

"S-Sorry about this…" Hannah breathed, her voice hitting his face. Her chest was all too smushed into his, and she was feeling little… funny… "This p-probably wasn’t the best idea…"

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[ L / M ] — ❝ Yeah, so what?❞

          "Oi, I hear you have a motorcycle!"

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[ L / M ] — ❝ That tattoo is pretty cool.❞ Despite the vivid pink that is her hair, eyes immediately dart towards the ink drawn on her shoulder, "03", huh? It was intriguing as to its meaning. He has considered tattoos before, but he could never decide what design to do on his skin.  

❝ Why "03"?❞

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[ L / M ] — ❝ The bow won't make you taller.❞ This one did not know what it meant to give up — entertaining. For as much as her arms reached up, her calf muscles straining due to the tiptoes, with that humorous expression of uttermost effort twisting her brows, it is all in vain; he snickers, but it is cut short.  

❝ You know you'll never reach it..❞

Pose turns into a half-assed slouch, awaiting for her next move; if it comes to worse he'll get it himself..