Zayne was stranding himself out of his dorm room. Force only knew what - if anything - Claudia would wear to sleep tonight and that would just be awkward. Way too awkward to get any sleep
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Dinah's impulse control, it's already been proven, was gone for the night. The last bit of sense she had was spent on not tickling, poking, kissing, or waking up poor Zayne. Who she still hadn't apologized to for thinking he was a cultist.
Therefore when the idea occurred, it had to be done.
KISS----> { } <----ME
Written on each cheek, the arrows pointing to his mouth, in nice red Sharpie.
And then she went back to her room, humming her way back to Room 312.
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Therefore when the idea occurred, it had to be done.
KISS----> { } <----ME
Written on each cheek, the arrows pointing to his mouth, in nice red Sharpie.
And then she went back to her room, humming her way back to Room 312.
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She she drew some flowers on his cheek because he needed flowers on his cheek, okay?
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