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Who: Kazuki, Leora, hell, anyone that's going down
Where: Dorm, Lounge
When: Morning, January 16th
Ratings: PG-13? Rating might go up!
Warnings: Potty mouths and it’s Kazuki and Leora. What can you expect? :3;;
Summary: What you wish for is what you get when you ask the Joker, and Leora has to learn it the hard way. Too bad Kazuki got sucked into it.
Something wasn’t right.
Yesterday’s Joker encounter may have been absolutely creepy and down right embarrassing, but that wasn’t enough to make her go over the edge as if she was in an adrenaline rush. Still, the nagging little feeling that was beginning to spread at back of her mind and making her skin prickle wasn’t the most reassuring thing she felt in her lifetime.
Bah, whatever. She was back home, in her room and in her house and nothing could harm her here.
Sinking back into her pillow, Leora sighed and tried to get back into her previous position.
And snapped open her eyes as soon as she realized: 1) she doesn’t have a body pillow 2) this wasn’t her room and 3) how the hell did she end up in the dorm’s lounge? She could have sworn she walked back home yesterday evening, took a bath, and layed...down...
As she as she tried to move, Leora suddenly flushed, twitching at the urge to elbow the intruder and deliver a swift kick to the stomach.
O-kay. Who’s arm is around that?
Where: Dorm, Lounge
When: Morning, January 16th
Ratings: PG-13? Rating might go up!
Warnings: Potty mouths and it’s Kazuki and Leora. What can you expect? :3;;
Summary: What you wish for is what you get when you ask the Joker, and Leora has to learn it the hard way. Too bad Kazuki got sucked into it.
Something wasn’t right.
Yesterday’s Joker encounter may have been absolutely creepy and down right embarrassing, but that wasn’t enough to make her go over the edge as if she was in an adrenaline rush. Still, the nagging little feeling that was beginning to spread at back of her mind and making her skin prickle wasn’t the most reassuring thing she felt in her lifetime.
Bah, whatever. She was back home, in her room and in her house and nothing could harm her here.
Sinking back into her pillow, Leora sighed and tried to get back into her previous position.
And snapped open her eyes as soon as she realized: 1) she doesn’t have a body pillow 2) this wasn’t her room and 3) how the hell did she end up in the dorm’s lounge? She could have sworn she walked back home yesterday evening, took a bath, and layed...down...
As she as she tried to move, Leora suddenly flushed, twitching at the urge to elbow the intruder and deliver a swift kick to the stomach.
O-kay. Who’s arm is around that?