#benbooker

[keikcsakura]

Text ✉ Ben

Keiko: [ image ]

Keiko: That's what you wanted isn't it?

Keiko: Shit. Fuck. Uhm wow I need to change your name in my phone I'm sorry, so sorry.

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Over several years, Keiko learned to treat her body as an art form, whether it be in the way of the ink that crossed her skin to the color of her hair. Her body was a temple and she designed it how she pleased and used it how she saw fit. It was in that  mistake that she had run into her Psych professor, a man that wouldn’t accept her wily ways and bought her time in conversation. It was awkward, and something that made her nervous. Had the school board found out about her after school activities --- it was likely that she would be expelled and that was something she couldn’t have. It was between dances that she caught the man without his partner for the evening and swayed around grasping his hand to pull him into a swift dance, staying close to him as she led, “Hey there Professor, enjoying your evening?” @ben-booker

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The streetlights flickered, casting a dim light on the puddles that had formed after the rain. A stray dog whimpered off in the darkness  begging to be alone and ducked away as Keiko walked by. Turning around, she spotted another girl, a friend on the street leaning into a blue sedan and mentally she took down the license. They looked out for each other out here, they had to because nobody else would. Police rarely came out this way and good Samaritans were wolves in sheep’s clothing so when Keiko walked down the street in a neon pink skin tight skirt and a black crop top it was no shock of what she was trying to sell. A pair of lights shined behind her at a slow rate, usually the signal for a cop nearby or a John waiting to be served so she slowed her pace, high heel boots just avoiding another puddle before she turned around and approached the passenger side window. “Hey baby” she said in her higher pitched voice than normal, “You lost? Or looking for some company tonight?”  @ben-booker

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1. What was my muses 5 last sent texts yours? [ text ➛ TEACH ] What did the hippocampus say when it retired?  Thanks for the memories![ text ➛ TEACH ]  You’re the newest crayon addition to the box, what color do you think you’d be and why? Asking for a friend.[ text ➛ TEACH ] That girl in line behind you is checking you out. No, don’t look[ text ➛ TEACH ] Are you more of an ugly sweater kind of guy, or a ridiculous reindeer antlers kind of guy?[ text ➛ TEACH ]  Sorry I missed class, life things, you know?       4. What my muse saved your number as? :: TEACH in huge capital letters. It used to be Ben, then it was just Booker, then it was Benjamin Button. The problem is that Keiko knows several Bens so for a while there she’d send pictures not meant for her professor to him, but the good news is since putting his name as TEACH she hasn’t done it, but also Ben that she was mixing him up with is in jail  now so