Jul 1, 2016
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April smirked at her boyfriend and put her hands against his chest. “Someone a little excited?” She asked before kissing him.
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April smirked at her boyfriend and put her hands against his chest. “Someone a little excited?” She asked before kissing him.
“✨”
Send “✨” for a SUGGESTIVE text or starter.
text; soooo you should come over
text; so i can kiss you and stuff
"So, what do I have to do to get a kiss from someone like you?"
She tapped her chin, both amused and deep in thought.
“... I want a smile. Not a smirk or grin, but a big, genuine smile.”
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Zombie apocalypse AU
She promised herself not to let anybody in anymore. Another person would only serve as a liability, and possibly even a threat. She had enough trouble as it is.
But she still felt the guilt, the sickness that settled at the bottom of her stomach as she heard them banging on the door.
Marlise raised her gun and opened the small, brass door viewer to slide the barrel through it, pointing it at the stranger.
“Show me any IDs you have on you before I make up my mind.”
“You deserve better.”
“What?” April asked in total shock. She moved to grab his hand, squeezing it gently. “Don’t say that..that’s not true.”
“YOU ARE A DICK. Also I’m at your door, let me in.”
April sighed loudly on the other side of the door, her arms crossed. "Only if you say please!" She shouted back to him.
“does the carpet match the drapes?”
“Why do you ask me when you know the answer?” She pointed to her sheer gray drapes and then to her maroon area rug. “Of course they don’t.”
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It was a wicked and wild windBlew down the doors to let me inShattered windows and the sound of drumsPeople couldn't believe what I'd become
“... Have you ever regretted anything?” said Marlise, her words slow, a far-away look in her eyes. She didn’t look happy.
“Have you ever--did you ever want to stop yourself, or change something in the past?”