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"Correct." Kate nodded, following her to the other room. "Make yourself comfortable. What would you like to drink? We have soda, orange juice and some red bull."
She eagerly took one of the slices and took a bite. “I’ll just have orange juice, please,” she said, smiling softly. “This is good pizza. Where’s it from?” she asls curiously.
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Alie saw the brute America was picking a fight with, no surprise there. He’d been antagonizing her all night after she told him—surprisingly politely—that she and Alie were in a relationship.
But what did surprise her was his equally large and drunk friend about to crash a bottle over her head, America too drunk to see it coming. Quickly, she greeted him with a punch that landed him on the floor. “Don’t get up,” she said angrily.
America heard the crash behind her, and after swinging a good punch of her own, she turned and saw Alie standing over the man. She teetered slightly, swaying a little on her feet as she reached out for Alie.
“Who’see?” she slurs, grabbing her arm as she stepped over the man’s legs. “You’re…m’hero,” she smiled, placing a sloppy kiss on her cheek
"He was gonna try hurting you after being so polite about not being interested." She smiled a little as Am pressed the kiss to her cheek. "I try, princess." She didn’t drink often, but the adrenalin and the buzz combined for a pleasant sensation.
America was quite drunk. She hung off of Alie, smiling. “He’sn.....not gonna hurt you either,” she stumbled over her words, rubbing her cheek on Alie’s shoulder. “Superhero,” she says quietly, poking her chest. Her cheeked were flushed red, a sign that the alcohol was taking its effect on her.
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America made a shocked sound as Alie kisses her. She freezes up, unsure of what to do before she places her hands on her shoulders and kisses back, gently closing her eyes as she wraps her arms around her.
America hums and leans forward, resting her head on her shoulder. “I am? Thank you,” she says, pressing her finger against her nose. “You’re cute too, Alie.”
"I think you have me beat. I can’t make myself into a living pun."
“No, I don’t suppose you can,” she says with a pout.
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23. Alejandra exhaled shakily. “It was… back home… Miguel was there… And as I ran to him, he was replaced. With Father. And then Mephisto. The temple turned into Hell, and I… I fell again. Only Johnny didn’t pull me out.”
America smiled, nodding. “Thursday. Okay. I’ll clean myself up by then,” she says, leaning down and burying her face in her neck. “Do I have to get up?” she asks quietly.
She smiled a little. “No, you can stay in bed.”
America smiled, leaning up to kiss her jawline. “Okay. I’ll stay here then,” she murmurs, nudging Alie slightly as she curls up.
//I want to apologise to everyone I RP with. I have been absolutely caught up with exams and preparation for a solo dance at an upcoming event. Please bear with me, the earliest I’ll be able to respond is Tuesday-Thursday this upcoming week xo
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America made a shocked sound as Alie kisses her. She freezes up, unsure of what to do before she places her hands on her shoulders and kisses back, gently closing her eyes as she wraps her arms around her.
She smiled, pulling away slightly. “Sorry. You’re just really cute when you concentrate like that.”
America hums and leans forward, resting her head on her shoulder. “I am? Thank you,” she says, pressing her finger against her nose. “You’re cute too, Alie.”
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“Um,” Kate paused, trying desperately to think of something that would be appealing to America but came up short. “Whatever you want?” she offered.
“I don’t know— I’ll owe you big time so you know whatever you can think of that’s equal to this sort of favor. You got it.”
America thought and nodded. “Alright. You have yourself a deal,” she says with a small grin.
“Now, when is this... party?” she asks, rocking slightly as she imagined the outcomes of the deal.
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23. Alejandra exhaled shakily. “It was… back home… Miguel was there… And as I ran to him, he was replaced. With Father. And then Mephisto. The temple turned into Hell, and I… I fell again. Only Johnny didn’t pull me out.”
She smiled back. “Just Thursday. Johnny will love you. Don’t worry, okay?”
America smiled, nodding. “Thursday. Okay. I’ll clean myself up by then,” she says, leaning down and burying her face in her neck. “Do I have to get up?” she asks quietly.
When everyone at school is wearing the same uniform as you.
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23. Alejandra exhaled shakily. “It was… back home… Miguel was there… And as I ran to him, he was replaced. With Father. And then Mephisto. The temple turned into Hell, and I… I fell again. Only Johnny didn’t pull me out.”
"So are you. Oh… I forgot. Uh, Johnny’s coming home this weekend. Says he wants to meet you."
America rubs her eyes. “Am I expected to have the rent sorted or something?” she asks tiredly. “Wait, is this a ‘meet-the-parents’ scenario?”
She smiled apologetically. “Kinda. You don’t wanna meet my other dads. Besides, he’s a softie. He’s just curious because I’ve only been with one person before you and he’s protective.”
America groaned softly, pressing her face into the pillow. “I’m horrible at meet-the-parents,” she muttered. “But if you say so. What day issit?” she asks, lifting her head and smiling softly at Alie.
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Alie saw the brute America was picking a fight with, no surprise there. He’d been antagonizing her all night after she told him—surprisingly politely—that she and Alie were in a relationship.
But what did surprise her was his equally large and drunk friend about to crash a bottle over her head, America too drunk to see it coming. Quickly, she greeted him with a punch that landed him on the floor. “Don’t get up,” she said angrily.
America heard the crash behind her, and after swinging a good punch of her own, she turned and saw Alie standing over the man. She teetered slightly, swaying a little on her feet as she reached out for Alie.
“Who’see?” she slurs, grabbing her arm as she stepped over the man’s legs. “You’re...m’hero,” she smiled, placing a sloppy kiss on her cheek
Alie/America
Send me a ship and I will rate it:
notp / not really / meh / I could / sometimes / maker, yes / my otp babbies
and answer:
Who is the most affectionate?
I’d say America. She likes to do all the little itty bitty things, like snuggling up and leaning on Alie. She’ll leave lingering touches, grabbing for her hand whenever she feels it’s okay to.
Big spoon/Little spoon?
Alie / America. America likes the protection she has never felt before.
Most common argument?
Whose turn it is to buy simple things such as eggs / milk / bread. It happens too often for America to take it seriously anymore.
Favorite non-sexual activity?
America simply likes listening. She doesn’t care what to, but as long as she has Alie and someone talking or someone playing music, she’ll be happy.
Who is most likely to carry the other?
When drunk, Alie will carry America. Once America finds out, she’s usually annoyed. Otherwise, America is more likely to carry Alie.
Nicknames?
America likes callling Alejandra: Alie, Alie-Bear (in a teasing way), and Alie-Belly (usually teasing)
America is opposed to many nicknames, but she will tolerate Meri and Am.
Who worries the most?
Alie. America is just a little shit and likes to wind her up.
Who tops?
It depends. Neither really minds.
Who initiates kisses?
Alie. Again, America is just a little shit and teases a lot instead of kissing. However, kisses make her go weak at the knees and she’ll shut up.
Who wakes up first?
Alie. America will yell at anything that wakes her up before she needs to. Cheesily, she won’t yell at Alie.
Who says I love you first?
Oooohhh........
Alie. I think America would just feel conflicted with herself before Alie says “I love you.”
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America made a shocked sound as Alie kisses her. She freezes up, unsure of what to do before she places her hands on her shoulders and kisses back, gently closing her eyes as she wraps her arms around her.
Ship meme!
Send me a ship and I will rate it:
notp / not really / meh / I could / sometimes / maker, yes / my otp babbies
and answer:
Who is the most affectionate?
Big spoon/Little spoon?
Most common argument?
Favorite non-sexual activity?
Who is most likely to carry the other?
Nicknames?
Who worries the most?
Who tops?
Who initiates kisses?
Who wakes up first?
Who says I love you first?
Send me "♥" to see how my muse reacts when your muse suddenly kisses them.
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♣ For a celebratory drink with my muse ♨ For my muse asking for hangover help from your muse ☢ For my muse witnessing your muse’s drink get drugged ☠ For my muse becoming a violent drunk with your muse present ☜ For my muse seeing that your muse is not...
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23. Alejandra exhaled shakily. “It was… back home… Miguel was there… And as I ran to him, he was replaced. With Father. And then Mephisto. The temple turned into Hell, and I… I fell again. Only Johnny didn’t pull me out.”
"So are you. Oh… I forgot. Uh, Johnny’s coming home this weekend. Says he wants to meet you."
America rubs her eyes. “Am I expected to have the rent sorted or something?” she asks tiredly. “Wait, is this a ‘meet-the-parents’ scenario?”
