33rd Draw = They so need The Talk after this. xD [Accidental Voice/Totally Intentional Action]
[(ooc note: Selphie, Irvine, Ceodore for ease of reading! :D Ladies and Gentlemen, you have full blessings to troll.)
The first thing that can heard through this post is some very familiar sounding giggling to some of you Lucetians. That's right, it's Selphie and her journal has opened up on the floor of her bedroom. There might be some muffled conversation but definitely you might hear a couple of teenagers sucking some serious face.
Hormones, gotta love 'em.]
What're you...? Ceodore...?
[Someone's a little busy nuzzling the neck when his feet become entangled in Selphie's sneakers which sends the two of them falling backward onto her bed with an "oof!" Noone can see it, but Selphie's conveniently sprawled out underneath Ceodore who's staring down at her with concern. He's knows that she's not 100% at the moment and she can't see the guilt in his eyes.]
Did that hurt you?
[Selphie sounds a bit winded and her face is flushed. She's not used to this at all and is trying to worm away from the touch.] N-no, I'm okay.
[Ceodore grins as he runs a playful finger down her cheek before nuzzling her neck again. That playful finger is lazily wandering down a bit further before he's coping a feel of Selphie's chest. A startled gasp comes from Selphie as Ceodore gives her a serious look.]
Are you sure that you're okay with this?
I... I...
[The creeking of a door is heard over the feed and footsteps thunk just afterward.]
Get off of her!
[If you're familiar with guns, you'll hear one cocking up a round before the feed cuts out.]