Oct 15, 2015
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“I want to show you something...but you have to promise not to freak out.”
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“I want to show you something...but you have to promise not to freak out.”
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“So...” Zoe couldn’t believe what she was about to say, what she was about to commit to doing. It wasn’t something she’d ever thought of herself doing, but there she was. “When’s your next game?”
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It wasn’t uncommon to find Zoe at a party. She wa undoubtedly a social butterfly who loved being out in the world, having fun with others and almost always being the center of attention. It also wasn't uncommon for her to attract the attention of a guy while she was there, and she had done just that tonight. She hadn't actually been with anyone but Ryke for a while, but she didn't know what he was up to that night or where he was, and it wasn't like they were exclusive. Then there was also the slight haze of alcohol making it easier to decide to follow the other guy upstairs, his hand holding a firm grip on his as he led her towards a vacant room.
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“These damn boots,” Zoe huffed out in frustration as she stopped in the middle of the sidewalk to pull off the boots she’d been wearing all night. Her feet were killing her after walking around in them for hours. She looked over at Ryke with a rather dramatic pout on her face and held out her arms. “Carry me hoooooome.” She whined.
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Zoe fell back against her bed with a heavy sigh, deep red curls splayed out against the black of her sheets. "No, I'm not getting up. I'm not getting up, and you can't make me."