Why all of a sudden?
You’re very very oblivious and you should have a drink. I know I have.

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Why all of a sudden?
You’re very very oblivious and you should have a drink. I know I have.
Fel… Are you okay?
We should make out.
You. You.. Jacob. I really really want to make out with you. So let’s make out.
Hunter responded to her kiss eagerly, tangling his fingers on her hair as he held her. He let out a laugh when they broke the kiss. “Not bad, Larker. I’m better though. If only I can make out with myself.” He joke and Hunter thought that people would wonder how he could still find humor despite sharing a romantic moment with his best friend. He concluded that their friendship was too strong that no intimimate advances could ruin that. “Ugh? What the fuck is ‘Ugh’. There’s no such thing as Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. You are either frustrated, confused or angry. Which is which?”
Although Lissy had to admit that Hunter was a pretty great kisser, she did her best to prove that she was much better, without going too over the top with it. “We both know I’m much better, you just can’t handle denying yourself. If you could make out with yourself, you’d end up pregnant.” She wasn’t quite sure how it worked, but she went with it anyway. “I’m both, okay, I’m both. I want to just fucking.. I don’t even know I just want to… fuck if I know.”
As she was drawing circles on his chest, Hunter let his fingers ran back and forth over her arms and the side of her hip. “I really don’t know that because what I know is that I’m the better one.” He said confidently. “Oh, I’m so ready. You could take me by surprise and I can guarantee you that the one who will get blown away with my liplocking skills is still not going to be me.” His hand then finally decided to settle on the curve of her waist. Hunter thought that he and Lissy are way past tge awkward phase. Nothing would make them less comfortable with each other which for Hunter, was weird and awesome at the same time. “When you think he is really worth the risk AND wheb you are ready to take the risk, then, tell him.”
Lissy thought to what they were doing and almost chuckled at how much of a couple they probably looked. All snuggled up like that together, King Spiderman on the other side of them. “Oh really, Mr taken-by-surprise, that’s how you want to play it?” After her words, Felicity leaned up and placed a long kiss to Hunter’s lips and when she finished, lay her head back down on his chest. It was strangely relieving how she felt nothing; no deeper feelings revealing themselves for her to see. It just proved to her how good friends they were. “He is so worth it. But I don’t know. Ugh, I’m so… ugh. Ugh.”
Of course.
Don't look too excited.
You loser.
Love me.
You should get an award for that.
I probably should. All the awards for throwing up without someone to hold my hair.
Hope you had someone to hold your hair back then.
Nope. All me.
My mom said I was dropped as a child.
Explains everything.
Will you give me actually brownies?
Throwing up the day after isn’t fun either, except I haven’t experienced a hangover in quite awhile.
That sure sucked this morning.
I win, ha. I always win. Poor thing, hangovers are horrible.
Which is why you should pity me and cuddle.
If I can’t cash in these points for actually Brownies, I don’t care.
Whatever, I'm too hungover to argue.
But I’m not a cuddler though. Drink more, that’ll make it go away, trust me, I’m expert.
That’s really lost you some brownie points.