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[witchyyvibesss]

Soulmates

A/n: not proof read 

I've been teaching at the school for good for two years now and been the assistant to the headmaster and I still haven't found my soulmate in all this time. The purple circle tattooed into the skin on my thigh at birth mocks me.

Unfortunately for me I've fallen in love with a certain red-headed dean and gosh she hates me.

Today was a hot summer's day the students haven't arrived yet, so I decide to go to the lake for a quick swim. I cover my soulmate mark with concealer as I'm wearing a bikini. Grabbing everything I need I sneak off to the lake.

Diving into the lake, the ice-cold water hits me with relief. A few minutes later I hear a voice.

"I guess we had the same idea princess." I turn and see Lesso, standing on the bank in a black bikini. And holy shit did she look good in it.

"Seems so." I somehow reply without making a fool of myself and with a small smile. She dives in with me. We spend an hour in the water in silence. I stay quiet so I don't anger her.

"We should head back the students are arriving shortly." She breaks the silence.

"you're right." I sigh out and move to get out. I grab my towel and start drying myself off. Starting with my hair. Lesso jumps out too and begins drying off. I use my magic to dry my hair before I dry off the top half of my body. Lesso does the same, using her magic to dry and style her hair before following suit and drying the top half of her body. I begin to dry my legs forgetting about the concealer covering my soulmate mark. I'm sure Lesso saw it.

I finish drying off and use my magic to banish my towel to my room and summon the dress I'd planned to wear for the welcoming ceremony. The dress appears on my body. I look up and see the same purple circle on Lesso's arm. That wasn't there before. My jaw drops. She was my soulmate.

She finishes putting her shirt on and tie. She quickly leaves back for her castle. I stand frozen for a few minutes. Mind reeling from what I'd just learned. My soul mate was someone who doesn't like me. Fan-fucking-tastic.

I head towards the school for good to prepare myself for the welcoming ceremony that will start in ten minutes. I had to stand next to the evil dean like nothing has changed. And maybe it hasn't and will never change.

Arriving at the hall, I greet Clarissa and nod to Lesso pretending we hadn't just seen each other at the lake. Pretending we hadn't just figured out we were soulmates. After the ceremony she disappears. And I rarely see her again after that day. She seems to be deliberately ignoring and avoiding me like the plague. As soon as she sees me, she leaves the room.

After months of her avoiding me, I've had enough and decide to talk to her.

"How long do you plan to avoid me Lesso?" I ask softly cornering her in the library. Her sleeves are rolled up showing the skin where the mark is, covered in concealer.

"As long as I wish. I have no obligation to talk to you."

"Is the little matching tattoo on our skin enough obligation?"

"No. it's a tiny mark that means absolutely nothing to me. I don't give a fuck who my soulmate is. Your existence doesn't matter to me, seeing you daily is torture and not the kind I enjoy. You see your existence is an insult to me especially this tiny fact you are an ever. And Nevers and Evers don’t date. You are a waste of time and space. All I have to do is flick my finger and look at that. They’re gone." I look at her arm as she swipes the concealer off and she's right it's gone. She turns and leaves. Tears fill my eyes as I walk back to my quarters.

I cry quietly in my quarters for the rest of the day. I wake up the next morning in a coughing fit. I ignore it and get ready for the day. I avoid seeing Lesso when I can. I arrive at meals early grab an apple and go. I didn't attend the staff meeting due to a massive coughing fit that keeps appearing every few hours for the last week.

The coughing gets worse to the point where I cannot teach any longer. Huddled In my room I cough once more a red flower petal appears in my hand. Great just great. Hanahaki disease.

"How are you doing today?" Dovey asks

"Dove..."

"Yeah?"

"I have Hanahaki disease."

"I – What?!"

"It turns out that I found out who my soulmate Is, and I have been in love with my soulmate unknowingly for almost two years. They don't love me back and will never love me back."

"What are you going to do?"

"I may as well get the surgery, she hates me and wishes I didn't exist called me a waste of time and space, said my existence was an insult. So, I have no reason to remember my love for her."

"We need to hold a staff meeting to get your lessons covered till you can come back then."

The next day, Dovey helps me to the library for the meeting.

"what's this meeting about princess?" Lesso asks as we arrive in the room.

"y/n has Hanahaki disease so, we need to find a replacement till she either gets better or chooses to have surgery."

~~

Arriving at the conclusion that because Emma has the periods I'm teaching off, she'll take over as it was her subject beforehand. Dovey helps me back to my room, but not before I shoot a quick look back one last time at my soul mate. Lesso.

"When's the surgery?"

"In three days."

~~

Lesso's POV

After three months of ignoring y/n and then another two months of remembering the tears filling her eyes when I said the most horrible things to her and using magic to pretend that our mark disappeared. I haven't seen her in months. Now she has Hanahaki disease. This is my fault. I did this.

The mark stings on my arm. Instantly I know she's going to have the surgery. I hurry over to the school for good. And to the med wing. I see Dovey outside a door.

"What are you doing here Lesso?"

"y/n's about to have the surgery, right?"

"Yeah why?"

"She can't I'm her soulmate." I rush out lifting my sleeve to show her the mark I hear her gasp, before I rush to open the door. I see a nurse standing over her.

"Stop!" I call out.

"You can't be here nor do that..." she begins

"I'm her soulmate..." I say. "I need to talk to her before she goes through with this,"

The nurse nods and helps Dovey and I move her to her room, where we sit for hours till she wakes up from the drugs.

~~

y/n's pov

I slowly feel myself waking up. I look around and see I'm in my room. I see red hair in the corner of my eye. I groan as I sit up.

"Hey, take it easy." Lesso says helping me sit up. And move my legs to hang off the bed.

"What are you doing here?" I ask as she sits back on the chair in front of me.

"I had to stop you from having the surgery."

"Why, why would you do that? You hate me and my existence. And you got rid of our marks."

"I didn't actually, it was a complex illusion spell." She says removing the spell. "And I don't hate you or your existence. I never did and I didn't mean anything I told you that day."

"You do, you always have since the day I arrived, you hated me."

"I didn't, I just didn't know how to handle the feelings I had for you. And I pushed you away so far away that you were going to get the surgery."

"Can you blame me for wanting the surgery, when you told me you hated me and my existence and that I am a waste of time and space. And a whole lot more. The illusion of the marks was the icing on the cake that made me want it."

"I can't let you have it. I love you too much to let you do it." She says. I start coughing and petals fall out of my mouth.

"If you want to give me another chance then I'd like for us to give us a proper chance."

"You would?" I ask softly but incredulously. "You really hurt me Lesso. Probably a lot more than you intended."

"I took you for granted, I understand that you want nothing to do with me now. I would absolutely hate me too."

"I don't hate you, even if I wanted to, Im unable to. I’ve loved you for two years secretly.” I reach for her hands which are resting on her lap.

"I will give us a chance. I have never wanted anyone else Lesso."

"Nor have I Princess." Her hands reach up cupping my face as she leans up to kiss me.

"I love you, Leo."

"I love you too darling."

[witchyyvibesss]

2 years later

Lady Lesso x y/n

I apologise for writing this late at night 🫣🫣

WARNINGS: Smut / Dom L Sub R / Strap on / Anal / Spanking / Nipple clamps / Vibrators / Dildos / Finger fucking /

Y/ns POV

I can’t believe I was stupid enough to do that. I can’t believe I just confessed my feelings to lady lesso. She stands there with a look on her face I can’t decipher.

“I must’ve misread the situation, I'm sorry.” I turn and run away to my room. How can I face her now after that? How can I show up to meals after that? I can’t.

That’s the short answer. I can’t. I pace my bedroom tears falling down my face.

The worst part about this is that we’re soulmates. Her name tattooed on my thigh in purple. And she hates me.

I collapse on my bed, my mind racing. Eventually I fall asleep.

~~

Waking up I shower and change for the day. I go to breakfast grabbing a small bit of food and sitting next to Dovey. Mid conversation with Dovey I hear Lesso enter the hall. I don’t look up or even look her way I keep taking to Dovey. I ignore her. I ignore the heartbreak and rejection.

I finish my food and head off to my classroom and get ready for the day's lessons. I teach as I always do. I skip lunch when it rolls around.

~~~

It’s been 2 years since I confessed my feelings for Lesso. 2 years I’ve pretended she doesn’t exist. 2 more years her name on my thigh has taunted me.

Standing on the top of the ladder in the library reaching for a book. I accidentally slip and start the long fall to the ground.

I feel warm strong arms cradle my body preventing me from hitting the ground. I look and see it’s Lesso.

She puts me down gently.

“You scared me there princess.” She murmurs

“Why do you care?” I ask dusting myself off.

“Cause you’re my soulmate.”

“Oh when did u figure that out Hmm?” I ask annoyed.

“Not long after you stopped talking to me.”

“Oh and why did I stop talking to you again? Oh that’s right! Maybe because when I tried to tell you you said nothing about my having feelings for you!”

“I was shocked that the woman I’ve had a crush on liked me back.”

“Why do you like me all of a sudden? You never did before. Not like that.” I point out.

“I did. I just didn’t know how to show it.”

“Bullshit!” I yell angry now.

“How do you want me to prove it to you princess?”

I stare at her, my chest heaving with the force of my anger and the ache of two years of silence. “Prove it? You want to prove it?” My voice cracks, but I force it steady. “Then get on your knees right now and show me you mean it. Show me you’re not just playing games because you’re lonely.”

Her eyes darken, a flicker of something hungry and raw passing across her face. Without a word, she drops to her knees in the middle of the library aisle, the dust motes swirling around us in the dim light. The sight sends a jolt straight to my cunt—this powerful, terrifying woman kneeling before me.

“What do you want, princess?” she murmurs, her voice low and rough. “Tell me, and I’ll do it. Anything.”

My throat tightens. I’ve imagined this so many times—her mouth on me, her hands gripping my hips, her voice commanding and possessive. But I never thought it would actually happen. “I want you to eat me out until I can’t think straight,” I say, the words spilling out before I can stop them. “And then I want you to fuck me with that strap-on I know you keep in your desk drawer.”

A slow, wicked smile spreads across her lips. “You know about that, do you?”

“I’ve seen it when I used to sneak into your office after hours.” The admission makes my cheeks burn, but I hold her gaze. “I wanted you so bad, Lesso. I used to touch myself thinking about it.”

She rises smoothly, stepping close enough that I can smell her perfume—jasmine and something darker, like smoke. “Then let’s go to my quarters. Right now. I’m not going to fuck you in a library where any student could walk in.”

I want to argue, want to make her take me here on the cold floor as punishment for the years of rejection. But she’s already turning, walking toward the door with that confident stride, and I find myself following like a moth to a flame.

Her quarters are warm, cluttered with books and half-empty wine glasses. She locks the door behind us, then turns to face me, her hands finding my waist and pulling me flush against her.

“I’ve dreamed of this,” she breathes against my ear, her fingers tracing down my spine. “Every night since you stopped talking to me. I’d lie in bed and imagine what I’d do if I ever got you alone again.”

“Then stop imagining,” I whisper, my hands fisting in the fabric of her blouse. “Do it.”

She doesn’t hesitate. Her mouth crashes into mine, hot and demanding, her tongue sliding past my lips like she’s claiming me. I moan into the kiss, my knees weakening as she devours me. Her hands roam down my back, gripping my ass hard enough to make me gasp.

“Bedroom,” she orders, breaking the kiss and pulling me by the hand.

In her room, the green silk sheets are rumpled, and I can smell her scent on the pillows. She pushes me onto the mattress, and I land with a soft bounce, looking up at her as she stands over me, her eyes raking over my body.

“Undress. Slowly.”

I comply, letting my fingers work the buttons of my blouse, then sliding the fabric off my shoulders. She watches, her breath catching as I unhook my bra and let it fall, then shimmy out of my skirt and panties. I’m completely bare before her, and the vulnerability mixes with a heady thrill.

“Beautiful,” she murmurs, kneeling on the bed and crawling over me. “My beautiful princess.”

Her mouth finds my neck, sucking and biting marks while her hand slides down my stomach, between my thighs. Her fingers brush my wetness, and she groans. “So ready for me. You’ve been waiting, haven’t you?”

“Yes,” I whimper, arching into her touch. “Please, Lesso. Please.”

She teases me, circling my clit with her thumb while she pushes one finger inside me. I cry out, bucking against her hand. “More,” I beg. “I need more.”

She pulls away, and I whine at the loss, but she’s already reaching for the drawer of her nightstand. The strap-on she retrieves is thick and black, with a harness that she straps around her hips with practiced ease. My mouth waters at the sight.

“Turn over,” she commands. “On your hands and knees.”

I obey, presenting myself to her, my ass in the air and my chest pressing into the mattress. I hear the click of a bottle of lube, then feel her slick fingers pressing against my entrance.

“You’re so tight,” she purrs, working me open with two fingers. “But I know you can take it. You’re going to take every inch of this cock, and you’re going to come for me. Understand?”

“Yes,” I gasp as she scissors her fingers inside me.

She pulls them out, and then I feel the blunt head of the dildo pressing against my hole. She pushes in slowly, inch by inch, and I moan, my fingers gripping the sheets. The stretch is exquisite, filling me completely.

“Fuck,” I breathe.

“Good girl,” she says, and then she starts thrusting—deep, measured strokes that hit that sweet spot inside me. Her hands grip my hips, pulling me back onto her cock, and the sound of our bodies slapping together fills the room.

“Harder,” I plead. “Fuck me harder, Lesso.”

She obliges, slamming into me with a grunt. Her hand comes down on my ass with a sharp slap, and I yelp, the sting melting into pleasure. She does it again, and again, each slap punctuating her thrusts.

“You’re mine,” she growls, leaning over me to bite my shoulder. “You’ve always been mine. And I’m going to spend the rest of our lives making up for being a coward.”

“Yes,” I sob, tears mixing with sweat. “I’m yours. I’m yours.”

She reaches around and finds my clit, rubbing tight circles while she fucks me. The orgasm builds, coiling in my belly like a spring. “Come for me, princess,” she whispers. “Come on my cock.”

I shatter, my body convulsing around the dildo as waves of pleasure crash through me. I scream her name, and she keeps thrusting through it, drawing out every last shudder.

When I finally collapse onto the mattress, panting and shaking, she pulls out and crawls up beside me, the strap still hanging from her hips. She gathers me into her arms, pressing kisses to my temple.

“I love you,” she says softly. “I loved you then, and I love you now. I’m sorry I was too stupid to say it.”

I turn in her arms, looking into her eyes—those sharp, beautiful eyes that I’ve avoided for two years. “Prove it,” I say again, but this time it’s a challenge laced with hope.

She smiles, and it’s genuine. “I plan to spend every day showing you, princess. Starting with round two.”

And she leans down to kiss me, her tongue sliding against mine, her hand already traveling down my body again. I let myself fall into her, into us, knowing that this time, she’s not going anywhere.

I watch her for a long moment, the weight of her words settling in my chest like stones. The anger is still there, simmering beneath the surface, but there's something else now—something dangerous. Curiosity. That old familiar ache.

"Round two?" I repeat, pushing myself up on my elbows. The strap-on is still hanging between her legs, slick with me, and the sight makes my thighs clench. "You think one round is enough to make up for two years of silence?"

Her eyes narrow, reading the challenge in my voice. She reaches down, unbuckling the harness with deliberate slowness, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. She's still fully clothed except for that, and I'm spread out naked on her sheets like an offering.

"No," she says, crawling up the bed until she's hovering over me. "I don't. That's why I'm going to spend all night proving it."

She captures my mouth again, softer this time, more searching. Her hand slides between my legs, finding me still wet and sensitive. I hiss when her fingers press against my clit, overstimulated but needing more.

"I want to try something," she murmurs against my lips. "But I need you to trust me."

I should say no. I should push her away and walk out, protect myself from the inevitable hurt. But my body betrays me, arching into her touch. "What?"

She reaches into her nightstand drawer and pulls out a small velvet bag. My heart pounds as she unties it, tipping the contents onto the bed—a bullet vibrator, a pair of silicone nipple clamps connected by a delicate chain, and a slim glass dildo with a curved tip.

"Where did you get all this?" I ask, my voice barely a whisper.

"I've been preparing," she admits, her cheeks flushing. "Hoping that one day I'd get the chance to use them on you."

The confession breaks something in me. All that time I thought she didn't care, she was buying toys imagining my body writhing beneath hers.

"Put them on me," I say, the words escaping before I can second-guess them.

Her breath catches. Carefully, reverently, she picks up the clamps. "Tell me if it's too much."

I nod, gripping the sheets as she leans down and takes one of my nipples into her mouth, sucking until it's hard and aching. Then she fastens the clamp, the pressure sharp and electric. I gasp, but it's not pain—it's pleasure tinged with just enough edge to make my head spin. She does the same to the other side, the chain hanging between them like jewelry.

"You're gorgeous," she breathes. "Look at you, all spread out and marked."

She picks up the bullet vibrator and trails it down my stomach, over my hip, circling my clit without pressing down. I buck, desperate for more pressure, but she pulls it away, smirking.

"Not yet. First, I want to taste you."

She settles between my thighs, her hot breath ghosting over my cunt. "You have no idea how many nights I've dreamed of this," she says, then lowers her mouth.

Her tongue is precise, cruel in the best way. She finds my clit immediately, lashing it with broad strokes before sucking it between her lips. I cry out, the chain clinking as I arch, pulling on the clamps. She slides two fingers inside me, curling them to hit that spot that makes stars burst behind my eyes.

"Lesso—fuck—I'm gonna—"

She pulls away, and I whimper at the denial. "Not yet. Roll over."

I comply, trembling, turning onto my stomach. She slicks her fingers again, and then I feel them pressing against my other hole, circling the tight rim.

"Have you ever done this before?" she asks.

"No," I admit, my voice muffled by the pillow.

"Then I'll be gentle. But I want to see you fall apart with my fingers in both of your holes."

She pushes in slowly, one finger breaching my ass while her thumb finds my cunt. The sensation is overwhelming, foreign and filthy and so good I can't breathe. She works me open, adding a second finger, scissoring them while her thumb presses into my g-spot.

The vibrator buzzes to life against my clit, and I scream into the pillow. My orgasm crashes over me without warning, my body locking up as waves of pleasure rip through me. She doesn't stop, doesn't let up, fucking me through it until I'm sobbing.

"Good girl," she coos, pulling out and wiping her hand on the sheets. "But we're not done yet."

She flips me onto my back again, positioning the glass dildo at my entrance. It's cool against my overheated skin, and I watch, mesmerized, as she pushes it inside me inch by inch. The curve presses against my front wall perfectly, and she leaves it there, a full, heavy sensation.

"Now for the other one," she says, reaching for the strap-on again.

"You can't be serious," I gasp.

"Oh, I'm very serious." She buckles the harness, the dildo protruding from her hips, and lubes it generously. "I'm going to fuck your ass while this one fills your cunt. You're going to come so hard you forget your own name."

She lines up behind me, and I feel the pressure of the second intrusion, stretching me in a way I've never experienced. I grip the headboard, my knuckles white, as she pushes forward, inch by inch, until she's fully seated.

"Look at that," she whispers, her voice rough with arousal. "Taking both of them like a perfect little slut."

She starts moving, a slow rhythm that has both dildos sliding in and out of me in tandem. The glass one inside my cunt, the silicone one in my ass—it's too much and not enough all at once. I'm lost in the sensation, drooling and moaning as she fucks me deeper.

Her hand comes down on my ass, hard, and I yelp. She does it again, and again, the sting blooming across my skin. "You're mine," she growls with each slap. "Say it."

"Yours—I'm yours—"

"Who do you belong to?"

"You, Lesso, fuck—only you—"

She reaches around and tugs on the chain connecting my nipple clamps, and the added stimulation sends me hurtling over the edge. I come screaming, my vision going white, my body convulsing around both intrusions. She keeps thrusting, fucking me through it, until my orgasm finally subsides and I collapse, boneless.

She pulls out gently, the loss making me whimper. The glass dildo slides out next, and she sets both aside before gathering me into her arms. We're both slick with sweat, breathing hard.

"I love you," she says again, her voice cracking. "And I'm so sorry I made you wait."

I curl into her, my body aching and satisfied. "Two years of avoiding you for this? I should've confessed sooner."

She laughs, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "No more avoiding. No more pretending. From now on, you're stuck with me."

"Promise?" I ask, looking up at her.

"Promise," she says, pulling me closer. "Now let me get you a towel. And then I'm going to make you come at least three more times before sunrise."

I smile, a real one, for the first time in two years. "I'm holding you to that, Lady Lesso."

She kisses me again, soft and promising, and I let myself believe that this time, it's real.

[witchyyvibesss]

LL: A stupid decision

y/n is lesso's daughter and is the age of 8.

Dashing back to the school for good away from my mother who is the dean of evil, after pissing her off. I run into Professor Dovey delaying my escape from Lady Lesso whose been chasing after me.

"Sorry Dovey." I quickly apologise

"Where are you off to in such a hurry?"

"Anywhere Lesso is not."

"What did you do."

"I might, might have made a mistake."

"How so this time?"

"I might have pissed her off."

"Y/N GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME…" she starts yelling from the other end of the corridor.

"Gotta run, see you later."

Lesso's POV

Stopping where y/n was seconds ago by Dovey asking,

"What did she do this time?"

"You don't want to know." I tell her thoroughly exasperated.

"You love her though."

"I do, which is why I've given her a head start."

"Even she knows you'll catch her."

"And to do so I must leave." I say before hurrying in the direction y/n had run quickly catching up to her.

y/n's POV

Circling back to the quarters I share with mum I collapse out of breath due to the marathon I just ran to get away from her for the last two hours.

"You are in so much trouble it's not funny." mum's voice says from behind me. I jump up.

"It wasn't even that bad." I say whilst vaulting over her bed to the door to my room. I enter my room unintentionally cornering myself. She slowly advances.

"I'm sorry mama, I promise never to do it again." I plead as she stands in front of me.

She tackles me onto my bed tickling me mercilessly.

"Please mama." I beg "I promise i'll never do it again." I plead out of breath. Both of us knowing it's a promise I won't keep.

After 10 minutes of pleading she finally relents collapsing next to me. As we lay there I try to regulate my breathing back to normal.

As curfew rolls around Mum uses magic to change us into out Pj's before pulling me close and holding me. My head resting on her shoulder.

"I love you little star."

"I love you too mama."

"The next time you do something like that you'll have a punishment worse than what I just did. Professor or not, Daughter or not."

Knowing it could range as I'm only a child, I decide the only way to find out what she'd do is to piss her off again. I start plotting in my head.

"Stop trying to find ways to piss me off." She says suddenly.

"How the hell did you know."

"Because I raised you, now go to sleep."

"Goodnight mama."

"Goodnight darling."

[witchyyvibesss]

LL: Ice Cold

Prompt: someone told me that you want to spend the holidays with me. Is that true?”

“What? No, I would never, you know that right,”

The prompt is from tumblr and I forgot who it was so sorry 😬

“Oh Lesso, someone told me that you want to spend the holidays with me. Is that true?”

“What? No, I would never, you know that right,”

“Of course,” I reply as she walks away. ‘She’ll never like me.’ I think to myself 

Walking through the empty corridors of the school for good, I hold back tears. I run into Yuba who’s still angry with me because of a prank I pulled earlier in the day I quickly run away. Turing a few corridors I run straight into Lesso.

“I’m sorry, I was running from Yuba and …” I help her up as she shoves me into the room next to us.

“That’s enough.” She says locking the door.

Lesso locked me in alone with my thoughts during the time of year I should never be alone with my thoughts. Christmas has always been hard even when I was a kid. I’ve never had a good Christmas all the memories of my abusive parents present themselves as I can’t bury myself in work. My control of the weather slips it starts to snow indoors. I pay no mind to it as I’m to lost and drowned in memories. 

Lesso’s pov 

Coming back a few hours later I feel a cold draft from under the door. I quickly unlock the door seeing y/n with her knees tucked to her chest. I’ve covering the room a light sheet of snow on the floor. The warm bubbly girl sitting in ice and snow. I try to get her attention but nothing works. Eventually I kiss her. She snaps out of her daze. I pick her up and carry her to her room. 

I feel horrible. I did want to spend the holidays with her. When she asked me about it, I was too scared of rejection so I denied it. I saw the sadness cover her face before I walked away. 

“Sorry you had to carry me back.”

“It’s ok… y/n I’m sorry for yesterday. I do want to spend the holidays with you. It’s a bit late now and I feel so bad for saying otherwise and locking you in the room earlier.”

“I forgive you Lesso for both. Here merry Christmas.” I say handing her a ring box. She opens it. I gave her a ring silver (obviously) with a half moon on it. 

“Thank you y/n it’s beautiful.”

“I’m glad you like it.”

~~~

We spent the rest of the day talking and watching movies