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Not even he could stop the smile that tugged at his lips, his laughter joining her own. “I’m glad. Looks like we’re both safe.” Momentarily slipping his hands in the pockets of his jeans, Matt followed behind the stranger leading him into her home, eyes curiously studying her space. “It’s fine. I don’t mind helping out from time to time.”

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⎿ ❝ I doubt I could hurt a fly... ❞ She teased although it was a lie. She had taken several defence glasses and had stopped several large men from doing rather horrid things to her. One had to be prepared in her line of work; no one laid a hand on her if she did not want them too. Sometimes she was unlucky, however. ❝ The boxes are just here. ❞ In the center of her lounge, were about three boxes. All stuffed and taped shut. Barely ⏌

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[ ;; ❀ ;; ] — "O-Oh no!" She jumped a little, shaking her head quickly at her question. "I-I’m just not used to it is all." She admitted sheepishly, there was a pause however. "Not to say that I don’t like it, I-I like it a lot—-" She admitted, hiding her features within her bangs. Wow, that was just embarrassing to admit.

”O-Oh gosh—- A-Ah—I mean—Oh—” Now she was stressing like some little bunny with a billion carrots around it. “L-Let’s just get the s-sweets and t-tea.” She stammered, taking her hand and pulling a little, walking in front of Estee so as she couldn’t see her face. — [ ;; ✿ ;; ]

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⎿ For the longest moment, Esteé was quiet. She just watched Ashley and her cute little reactions. She got to flustered so easily. ❝ Mignon. ❞ Allowing Ashley to pull her along and allowing her a few moments to calm down, she turned her attention to the tea first of all. There were many kinds, all kinds of flavours that Esteé wanted however she only chose too. The most exciting bit came next-- the sweets. Walking to the next few stalls, Esteé noticed a hand-made chocolate stall. ❝ This way. ❞ With a gentle pull, she steered her friend toward her desired stall. ❝ It's all hand made...❞ Her eyes turned to the stall owner. ❝ Are these free samples? Oui? ❞ A giggle of excitement indicated that it was a yes. ❝ Here, try these. ❞ Picking up a few pieces of chocolate with her free hand, she carefully moved to feed Ashley.⏌

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[ ;; ❀ ;; ] — "But I’m worrying." She whispered softly, looking up at Estee, she hesitated before reaching on the tips of her toes and pecked her chin since she was rather short. She watched as they piled vegetables into the bag and it was then that she noticed the vendor - Her cheeks flared a little, she wasn’t used to being looked at with a type of look as such.

She was used to the normal stares.

Shakily however, she paid for the produce and handed the money over, though she chose to carry this bag by herself instead of letting the other woman carry it. “W-We needed sweets right?” She asked. “A-Ah— I think that should be it, unless you wanted to get some tea as well, I think I’m all out again.” — [ ;; ✿ ;; ]

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⎿ French could hardly contain herself. She simply smiled, eyes watching Ashley in that way she did; almost smitten. ❝ I can buy you some tea and the sweets. My treat, since I am no longer buying you dinner.❞ Esteé sounded quite adamant as they made their way toward the next set of stalls. After a few moments walk, Esteé tilted her head a little. ❝ Do you think I am too... ❞ What was the word? ❝ Hands on? ❞ That was more or less what she meant. Rather, Ashley always seemed to blush and quiver when she touched her-- was she embarrassed or just plain and uncomfortable and too polite to say? Usually, she could tell the difference but Ashley could be difficult to read at times and it was hard, too. Esteé just wanted to kiss her. Precious girl. ⏌

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send my muse one of the following to see how they react:

[text]: What the hell are you saying? [text]: Does that mean you aren’t coming back? [text]: Oops, I brought spandex instead of leather. [text]: Come on if you’re coming. [text]: Are we going to do this or what? [text]: Tell me now..so how often have you had sex dreams about me? [text]: Don’t get too comfortable. [text]: S.O.S. [text]: Do you have to text me at three in the morning? [text]: Shouldn’t you be sleeping? [text]: Is that you’re way of saying you miss me? [text]: Is there something I should know? [text]: Party. My house. Tonight. Bring Alcohol. [text]: Is that suppose to be a threat? [text]: Haha, no. I’m not giving it back. [text]: Time for someone to go grocery shopping. [text]: I’m not going with you to see that. [text]: EMERGENCY: BRING ICE CREAM [text]: Send me another picture like that and see what happens. [text]: Is teasing me the only purpose of this conversation? [text]: Soo..does that mean you feel the same way? [text]: Just admit it..you missed me. [text]: I was hoping you would go with me. [text]: You’re dead meat. [text]: How do you feel about a threesome? [text]: Maybe I just feel like spending my night with you. [text]: We are not going there.

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Send me a ✺ for my muse's reaction to yours knocking on their door in the middle of the night

⎿ The buzzing on her phone was insistent, continual and demanding. It vibrating through the walls to her ears, rousing Esteé from her sleep. She had been laying betwixt her sheets, still and calm. However she stood quickly, wobbling as she jogged to her front door. Her brows were pushed down in irritation until she picked up the buzzer phone. ❝ Who is it--- Quel est le problème? Let me buzz you up. ❞ All she received was little sniffs, a muted whine before the sound of the door was heard. What was wrong with her? Her dear Ashley. Truth be told, Esteé did not wait for Ashleys arrival, rather, she unlocked the door and went to meet her; arms curling around the smaller girl as soon as she was able. There she began to murmur: ❝ What happened? Ne pleure pas. Je vous dois. ❞ ⏌

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[ ;; ❀ ;; ] — A small smile spread on her lips at that. “W-Well, so long as you’re not in danger I’m sure it can’t be that bad.” She said with a small smile. Though her curiosity was getting the better of her and she wanted to ask if Estee could tell her now but, she was patient and would wait until she was ready to speak.

“Though I’m still a little worried.” She mumbled, nibbling on her lower lip and waltzing on over to another store, it was then that she moved to link arms so as she could look at the vegetables, taking a plastic bag and picking what she deemed as the best. — [ ;; ✿ ;; ]

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⎿ ❝ I will tell you soon enough, I promise. ❞ Ashley's eagerness was both warming but also made her stomach clench. It made the thought of dinner utterly unbearable. Her mind was once again a whirl with situations. ❝ Do not worry yourself, mon chou. ❞ Making an effort to press a gentle kiss to the girls crown, she also leaned over to offer her help in the choosing of vegetables. Behind the stall, the man packing their chosen items was eyeing them. Partial suspicion and partial admiration. Two pretty girls sharing affection clearly ticked his boxes. ⏌

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“Don’t worry ‘bout it. People tell me I’m…easy to overpower. You wouldn’t have much trouble even if I was a murderer.” The male scoffed, waving his own abilities off. Now, if she happened to be a murderer, he would have to use speed tactics to escape her. If he was quick enough. “Does that help ease your mind?”

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⎿ Biting her lower lip for a brief second, turned her body; hands raised into claws where she rawred at him, a cheeky flash in her eyes. She then laughed. ❝ You have nothing to worry about. I am but a minou. Nothing to worry about, Monsieur helper. ❞ Now walking back toward her flat, to the door and just inside, she sent a smile his way. ❝ I am very thankful for this. ❞ ⏌

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