minisaga, #2

title: it was thoroughly orchestrated by a mate.

stars glint nervously down from the sky. hearts hammer. the wooden seat creaks as they sit down. eager, he gives no warning; she has to desperately swipe a tendril of hair out of her mouth in between breaths.

she duly notes the ordeal as: warm; wet; completely and utterly gross.

 

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