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              the couch was starting to destroy her back, honestly.               though the cushions were better than the park benches               she’d been using since her rv had been destroyed, it               didn’t make her spine not ache. benny had been out,               doing something or other. ( drop really wasn’t listening.               she’d been to excited by the prospect of sneaking into               his bed for a couple of hours for a good ass nap. ) so,               once he’d left, she’d shimmied into her jammies, &&               snuggled into the blankets. the matress was like heaven               && the ashwits girl was out in a moment or two.                      she woke up to the sound of the bedroom door opening.                      shit, shit, shit !! she sat up quickly, knowing there was no                      real way to evade he stolen, benny’s bed nap. guilt smears                      over her face quickly.

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                  curling her toes into the sand, nadia snuggles                   her head in closer to felix. they were, what,                    somewhere in the caribbean. or, was it hawaii ??                   frankly, nadia never did nor never would care.                   location status, felix. that would never change.                   he could take her to mars -- there’d be no complaints.                             ❝ i want another beer but i don’t want                                to get up -- && i want to try && kiss you                                but i don’t know if you’re still being grumpy. ❞                   she breaks the eerie stillness of the air, despite the                   crashing waves && distant birds, with a whine.                                      like                          always.

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The first kiss is playful. He has her pinned on the bed and despite her pleas he is relentless with his attack. Nimble digits run over her belly while his other hand keeps her in place. She squeals and laughs in delight while he grins, clearly amused by her reaction. Holding onto her he drifts down to her stomach which he starts a new assault in the form of kisses. This is considerably more favorable to her but it tickles just as much!

The second kiss relieves some weariness. She noticed he was working on something and while she did not know what it was, she could tell it was tiring him. Sitting beside him she says nothing and instead presses a trail of kisses from the nape of his neck to his cheek. ❝I’m stayin’ until you finishes, no buts!❞ She assured him while resting her head against his shoulder. He cannot really argue with her so he lets her stay. She hopes she is making his work somewhat more enjoyable though. 

The third kiss acts as a distraction. Much to her shock she sees his hand bleeding. She asked him to help her hang a picture a bit earlier and this was the unfortunate result. Naturally she feels guilty and looks it too. Before she can get too disheartened he is kissing her, hoping to take her mind off of the little accident. When he pulls away she is pouting but he did succeed in calming her down. 

The fourth kiss is cliche. Knowing her fondness of rides and things of the sort, he thought the local pier with its iconic ferris wheel would be a perfect date spot. When they arrive at the top, the ride stops that they get a gorgeous view of the water. She can only watch the beautiful scene in awe before turning to face him again. She would have never known such a place existed if it was not for him. Leaning forward and tilting their cart a bit in the process she kisses him on the lips. ❝Thank you Felix, this...it’s beyond perfect.❞

The fifth kiss causes a stir. In his defense she had been teasing him quite a bit up until that point. They were fooling around on the couch when she bit down on his lip, causing him to nip at her neck. His bite does not hurt too badly but it does leave a mark. Blushing, she holds the spot with one hand and pulling his neck down with the other. Leaving a similar bruise on his skin makes her feel much better. ❝Now we’re even.❞

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              ❝ do you know the S H I T ! i treaded through to get here ??                   && if you're not home in my one moment of free time i swear -- ❞                           devin has terrible virtues, one of which being impatience. with her line                           of, dare she a s s u m e, expertise, she oughta have more ..                           she's only knocked twice && she's already half-shouting at the door. 

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              rosswood park usually isn't too busy at this time of day.               four pm is kind of like the ghosting hour of the after-lunch               trying-to-make-up mothers && single father's rush at two.                        drop has been here enough to watch the same types of                         people cycle in && out of the stream of attendees.               with her stomach against a bench, && her lower back exposed               to the sun -- her fingers peel at the pages of a magazine she               may or may not have found on the ground a couple of hours ago.               she's assumed this position ever since ----

              an unfamiliar click of a camera registers, paired with a flash.               her eyes dart up almost immediately, offset by the spontaneous               happening, everything starts to set in.                                  her picture was just taken -- ... but ... W      H      Y ?? 

                    ❝ hey -- ❞                           drop's voice is soft as she sits up, indicating she isn't                           upset, just ... baffled, really. confused, not agitated.                     ❝ what was that for ?? -- it wasn't sneaky,                                                          if you were trying to be. ❞

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          [ if there's any rational fear of fucking             over his instrument, it's not present ----             if he didn't want seb fucking with it,             he should've kept it out of reach.                       if anybody knows she's touchy feely, it's him. ]

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           ❝ it's not that big of a deal. ❞