𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜...

"sometimes you just know, right? it's a feeling - it's the way girls make you feel - especially some girls," she explained with a shrug of her shoulders. she tried her very best to sound casual at the other's line of questioning, instead of her typical doe-eyed and shy demeanor. there was something deep in audrey that wanted quinn to find her cool, even if that was far from the truth. "i have actually, yeah. it didn't work out or anything, but i liked kissing her," she admitted, her voice a bit more quiet as she sipped on her matcha latte. it sucked for audrey to find out her first crush on a girl was with someone who thought of it as just an experiment, but she didn't dwell on it. whether she ended up finding a female or male partner, she had accepted herself and believed she'd make the right decisions going forward. a melodic flurry of giggles fell from her lips as the other playfully shoved her, which she responded by doing the very same right back. after the joking around, quinn once again surprised the blonde. as she leaned closer, audrey's dark brown eyes widened and cheeks burned deeply pink - the question practically taking away her ability to from a coherent thought let alone words. "i - i..." she inhaled sharply before a nervous smile formed on her face. "well, i.. i think you're really funny, smart, and beautiful. is that a good enough answer?" she finally replied, her palm running over the back of her neck. "or would you like me to actually use those words?" she questioned, a very subtle gleam in her eyes at she met quinn's gaze.

quinn listened to the other closely with pursed lips and quiet nods as if she was studying her answer, trying to figure out exactly how audrey's brain work because it really was interesting. she has never once wondered what her academic opponent ever was like; if anything, quinn had always assumed that it was a waste given that she had no interest in getting to know her. till now that is. "so you kissed a girl and you liked it, got it." quinn said, seemingly repeating her words as if trying to clarify it like she was taking notes in a lecture. "did you end up doing anything more? i mean i would assume the sex part is pretty different from just kissing right?" that was the thing that truly puzzled quinn if she was being honest. how was she supposed to know if she like girls if they didn't attempt sex together? after all, it's called sexuality– the word sex was literally in it. attraction was one thing but sex was something else totally she would assume. when the blonde started stuttering, quinn couldn't help but find it kind of cute. she was tripping over her own words at some light teasing and somehow that really spurred quinn on to keep teasing her. "i would love if you use those words," quinn teased again. her arms crossing before her chest unfolding themselves as she let her elbows propped themselves onto the table. her head resting on her interlocked fingers as she allowed herself to stare deeply into audrey's eyes. "those words are great for a compliment but you know they don't answer my question right?" a single brow raised at the other woman across the table. her drink and their project long forgotten because right now there was a more interesting project that she would rather attempt to do. "for someone so smart, you should know that."

BAE SUZY as KI KA-YOUNG in GENIE, MAKE A WISH - Ep.2

audrey found herself growing more comfortable with quinn, despite the anxiety she wasn't sure was going anywhere. except now, that anxious feeling was battling something completely different - excitement. it was nice to have an actual conversation with quinn and see that she wasn't just an intimidating academic rival - there was much more there. she had been told before she was hard to be mean to, which was something that had to be coming in handy right now. the next words from quinn made her cheeks burn and her dark brown hues widen just a little bit. "i mean, i'm not exactly hiding it. i'm also not.. out out. i just keep to myself so much that nobody really knows much. i also haven't really dated a girl or anything. i just like what i like. girls are just really beautiful," she explained, sipping from her matcha in an error to seem totally chill, though her eyes perhaps gazed at quinn a second too long at the comment about beauty. a shy laugh escaped her lips, biting firmly down on the lesser at the next question, sure that her face had to be more red than it had been this entire time. "wow, ego! you really are a menace, aren't you?" it wasn't a no, that was for sure, but she could at least try to play it off. audrey was a terrible liar, so dodging it seemed the best choice.

"but then how do you know you like girls?" at this point, quinn was simply asking out of curiosity. her focus clearly shifting from their group project and discussion and onto audrey's sexuality. after all, this might be greatest mystery that was yet to be solved currently in her line of sight. "have you kissed a girl at the very least?" to be really honest, quinn's own sexuality was a mystery to herself. all she knew was she liked what she liked, and really that was all that really mattered to her but somehow hearing someone else voice out abd break down their sexuality seem to be helping her understand her own better. it made her feel less alone in the idea that she might possibly also like girls and not just boys though she never fully entertained that idea before. "hey, it's not ego!" she laughed as she playfully gave the other a shove across the table. their little banter lightening the atmosphere further and quinn couldn't help but indulge herself a little before they actually had to get into the boring stuff. leaning in across the table, quinn's eyes were sincere as she let a tense silence blanket over them. "be real with me," she spoke again, voice piercing the silence as she allowed each word to escape her word slowly and almost too seductively; dragging each syllabus out in an attempt to keep the other in suspense of her question. "do you? i can tell when you get nervous, you know?" a singular brow raised at the other as she allowed herself to lean back into her seat with her arms across her chest. "it doesn't help that you say it out loud, and that you're avoiding my question."

audrey liked to think she was pretty good at reading people, and she could definitely tell that quinn was softening up to her a bit. she had been told before that she was hard to hate, but that didn't stop her from being bullied in the past. she wasn't always the 'pretty nerd', but puberty did her some favors. "i suppose i could do that, don't give me any ideas," she teased the other with a playful tilt of her head. the mention of her getting a boyfriend caused a small roll of her eyes. sure, she was bisexual, but she hadn't been interested in any man for quite some time. her interests definitely lay elsewhere. "i don't know if you need to worry about that. men don't really interest mt these days," she stated, her gaze staying a bit too long on quinn. it would be her luck that she developed a crush on a straight girl - it was her track record so far - 0-1. 0-2? audrey's cheeks continued to burn red. she was obviously far from wild and quinn was seeing right through her. if only she were a better actress. "that's just my face, i'm afraid... but truthfully?" the blonde started, biting down on her bottom lip as she took a deep breath in. "sometimes you do make me nervous. i wish i had an answer as to why that doesn't sound completely ridiculous, but you just do."

the conversation flowed a lot more smoothly than quinn had originally anticipated for it to be. it also had a lot more joking and teasing than she had expected. originally, she had assumed they would just be tense around each other; focused on getting the task done and nothing more, yet it seemed like something was blossoming here. whatever it was, or rather, whatever it might become, was still something that was unknown but quinn was a lot less resistant to exploring it now. however, the tonality of their conversation soon took a sudden turn that quinn didn't see coming. her eyes widening at the confession after confession from the other. for a moment, she questioned if these were things she should even know. "are you... out?" lacking the term for a better words, she found herself lagging a little in the conversation. "i mean, not that i would tell anyone, but you know..." her voice drone off as she debated if this was really what she wanted to say. was her words too crude and her thoughts too old-fashion too be spoken? "don't be offended by what i'm about to say but... i just didn't think you were... that you swung that way." a chuckle escaped her lips as a lop-sided smile graced her feature. "i just thought you were completely straight." this discovery had quinn's eyes wide open and her mouth agape. sure, a friendship might blossom from this but she sure wasn't expecting her to just drop something this big. "also, since this is the case, do i make you nervous because... you have a crush on me?" she teased, a laughter escaping her lips rather quickly as she dismissed it with her hand. "hey, it's just a joke ok? i know people always think the lesbians are into them when they get closed. it's just a joke, and i like to think i make you nervous because i'm such great competition."

Before long he joined her at the table, hands unable to remain totally to himself. “So after breakfast I thought I’d run you down to your dorm room. I can’t help you pack up, I’d draw too much attention just being in the building let alone your room. But I’ll give you the keys to the car and once you’re finished up, just send me a text and I’ll take you to your new place.” The dorm was a relatively short distance away from the building where his office resided. It’d give him an opportunity to grade a few papers while she fitted all her stuff away for its new home.

the moment that they shared felt like something more than it actually was, and for a brief moment, quinn felt her heart flutter as the other came to hold her cheeks in his hand. soft, wide doe eyes staring into his with the sleepiness that has yet to have fully left her while a small silly grin formed on her face as she nodded to his words. for an outsider looking in, they would have looked like more than just what they said they were; they were like a couple in their honey moon period, and quinn wondered if this was what this sugar daddy-sugar baby relationship was supposed to be like yet her entire being did nothing to fight against it. instead, she embraced whatever it was and wanted it to stay for as long as it could no matter what other people would possibly say if they knew. when breakfast came, quinn devoured it. she hadn't realise how hungry she was till food was presented before her and the delicious smell of it waft into her nostrils leading to her stomach letting out a rather loud growling sound that earned an awkward smile for her. as she dug in, her head tilted up to face the male as she listened attentively to every word that he said. "makes sense." she mutters simply, a hand coming to cover her mouth that was still chewing her breakfast before she quickly swallow it so she could speak again. "you won't mind if i take a while right? i have... a lot of things." even then, she thinks that was an understatement. after all, she has been staying there for a while and things then to accumulate in the same way that memories do. "i'll need to do the paperwork still though. you know that right?" she asked, another mouthful of breakfast swallowed. "so maybe we could do multiple trips too if i really do i have too much. that's if you don't mind?"

as the call clicked through, sofia’s eyes drifted to the screen where she could see avis’ living room in the background, a yoga mat slung out, a neat pair of weights tucked beside it. her eyebrows shot up; she sat forward, holding the phone closer like she was trying to catch a secret. “avis, wait... are you doing fucking yoga?” she asked, half-amused, half-horrified. “those weights look… moved. are you actually working out?” there was a small, guilty pause, and sofia felt her stomach clench. avis had always been the restless type, the one who bounced off walls and found hard things irresistible. it was part of why sofia loved her, that fierce, impatient energy, and why she worried in equal measure. “you promised you were following the doc’s plan,” sofia said, softer now, the teasing edge gone. “they didn’t say you could start lifting yet. do i have to fly out there and confiscate your dumbbells myself?” she let out a breathy laugh, partly joke, partly threat. “i’ll have one of the girls lock that stuff up the second you say the word. i’ll put cameras on the cats if i have to, i’ll know the second you pick up anything heavier than a remote.” “come out here for a week and you won’t have to worry about yoga or weights,” she continued, warmth and steel braided in her tone. “we’ll make it easy. you can sleep. i’ll make you tea at stupid hours. we’ll go to dumb little diners and maybe watch movies you pretend to hate. no practice schedules, no pressure.” she paused, then let the real thing slip out without thinking: “you’re lucky i love you. like, a lot. if i didn’t, trust me, my ass would already be on a plane back to lock that shit away myself.” the smile in her voice was wide and ridiculous, and sofia let it sit in the quiet between them for a beat. she could feel the miles between them like static, but the plan, the tiny promise, already felt like a bridge.

"maybe i'll surprise you by being in the crowd of one of your games." avis found herself muttering with a cheeky laugh as her head rested on the fist of the arm propped against the couch. the sight of what she was up to previously wide and exposed for the other to see, and right now, she didn't particularly care. the idea of going over and finally being able to be close to sofia again sounded so, so great, but she also knew what that might come with. watching sofia play, being in a stadium filled with passionate fans and hearing them roar with each goals would only make her realise with even more clairty that her acl was busted and that there was no guarantee that she would come back as great as she used to be. the doubt and the grief would only overshadow sofia's moment and that was the last thing she wanted. it was her girl's moment and she wanted sofia to have it. the last thing she wanted was to have her sadness be a setting for their shared moments. "i guess we'll figure something out soon okay?" she mused with lips pressed into a thin smile. "i just... i think i might need a little time with the logistics sorting. you know how things are." the fact was she didn't. things could be sorted out easily; they had more than enough friends who would love to help. she just needed some time to pack her emotions properly into their little boxes so she wouldn't burst out crying the moment she see sofia because of how hard it has been having to deal with her injury alone without her being by her side. the last thing she wanted was a dramatic entrance that would make sofia worry about her when she was at practice. however, avis was pulled out her thoughts immediately when the other called out her mess. her eyes widening as she turned to look at the space behind her then back at the screen in disbelief. she must have gotten too comfortable in the moments and completely forgot about it. her hand came quickly to cover the camera as she stuttered on the other side, trying to come up with stupid– though plausible but not really convincing– excuses so the other would stop worrying about her. "the doctor only said i couldn't exert myserlf," she explained, panic still clear in her tone. "but i didn't exert myself or at least it didn't feel like that. i felt great actually. i think if they gave me a ball..." her voice drifted as her hands slowly peel away to reveal a single eye to the other as her shoulders shrugged. "i think i might even be able to take it on. maybe not the way we used to or to the level that we usually play at but i'm pretty sure i could give it a good kick." she could right? somehow she really thinks that her stupid little excuses was going to convinced sofia that she was fine. "you know me... i just miss playing you know? the stadium, the fans, you." god, it was so hard to keep everything bottled up the more she shared. her gaze falling as she let out a deep held sigh. "i just want to get this over with and i think if i just train, and i put in more effort, i will be back in less than what the doctor said you know?"

"yeah, i'll figure out some way to do it and then you're in for it, quinn," she teased, the smile on her face still innocent despite her best effort to seem like she was holding some dirty little secret. her eyebrows rose at the other's comment on her drink, "just because i like my basic 'white girl drinks' doesn't mean i'm boring. if something tastes good, who cares if its popular?" the blonde took a content sip of the drink followed by an exaggerated sigh - as if it were the most delicious thing under the sun. truthfully, it was as good as most lattes, but she was trying to at least get a smile or laugh from the woman. it had become her mission to continue to do so, and she wouldn't give up. "to answer your question, i have been boring lately.. just focused entirely on my studies. i've been meaning to try and get out there, but then who would torment you?" her expression was vaguely flirtatious, a small smile tugging at her pink-painted lips. she set her drink down and leaned forward a little at the other spoke. "haven't you heard the saying that it's the sweet ones you need to look out for? maybe the good girls are really the wild ones who are just really good actors," audrey suggested with a shrug of her shoulders.

their conversation flowed a lot easier than quinn had pictured it to be at the beginning. if she was being honest, she had expected the two of them to be awkward with barely anything in common aside from the fact that they were both nerds– no, good at their academics. that was the correct way to put it. yet, they were far from that and quinn actually found herself rather enjoying how silly audrey could get. it made her feel that she was a lot more human but also a lot more... difficult to hate. it was as if there was finally a personality placed to a face, and quinn wasn't a malicious person, she couldn't just hate someone because she wanted to do. "i mean you could get out there and still torment me." she chuckles, her head shaking at how stupid this all seemed. "i mean for all i know you'll get a boyfriend before i do and somehow the idea of that makes me a little bit more competitive in trying to find one." if quinn was to be honest, she was quite a hermit herself. she didn't like getting out of her comfort zone and she only enjoyed hanging out with her close group of girlfriends. even at parties, she find herself sticking to them. the idea of finding a guy or finding the love of her life rarely ever even crossed her mind. "so i guess you're... wild?" the last word escaping her lips filled with skeptism as she let out a laugh. "also i cannot picture you as a wild and crazy person. you're just so... calm like a deer you know? sometimes when i so as much as glance at you, you look like a deer caught in the headlights." this was just an observation that quinn had noticed over time, and if she was being honest, she was curious as to why audrey even reacted that way. was she that terrifying? by no means was she an 'it' girl so... "do i make you nervous or something?"

Before long they were in bed, with Henry’s arms wrapped gently around Quinn’s frame. For the first time in a long while, he slept utterly peacefully. A bliss he had not known in quite a long time.The morning had to come eventually. Henry woke to the scent of Quinn filling his nostrils. Proof that last night hadn’t been a wonderful dream. He laid a kiss to her forehead, then left the bed. She needed her rest and he’d always been his most productive in the mornings. He rattled through his grading and began work on breakfast. The day ahead was looking like a long one, no one enjoyed moving so the sooner they get it over and done with, the better.

the rest of the night was a little bit of a blur for quinn if she was being honest. slept found her rather quickly the moment she was in his arms. the warmth of his body against the chill the room had left her feeling sleepier than she was before and, before she knew it, she had fallen asleep. however, what she didn't expect when morning come was that there was neither his arms around her nor his presence in the room. the unfamiliar ceiling and the lack of what she remembered last night left her in a rather confused state as she forced herself up from the bed, vision still blurred and her entire body still groggy. "henry?" she found herself calling. "professor?" despite the repeated calling of his name. it seemed that he wasn't anywhere in the room with her and a part of her grew more and more anxious with that thought alone. had she left him alone in her house? how was she supposed to get out of here? was this even appropriate after just meeting once? in that moment, quinn wondered if she had somehow found herself in a one night stand situation except that they didn't end up going all the way because henry was too much of a gentleman or something along those lines. she made her way out of the room in careful tiptoed steps. eyes glancing around for so much as a silhouette of the man. when her eyes finally landed on him, she rushed towards him with such vigor that it felt like she had knew him for years. her arms wrapping around his statue as she rested her face on the top of his head, arms hanging loosely around his neck. "for a moment, i thought you had just abandon me in your apartment." she sleepily muttered. eyes fluttering shut once again. his body warmth being against her seemed to have that weird effect. "is that what sugar daddies usually do?" she asked, opening a single eye to look at him. "you get what you want and you just leave? if that's the case, i think i should be told at least. no?"

His gaze briefly wanders to the clock on the wall. God, it was already midnight. “It’s getting late.” He mused, laying a kiss to her forehead. “There’s no point in you heading back to your dorm. Stay the night and I can help get you moved in to your new apartment in the morning. I don’t have any spare sleepwear, but I do have a few oversized t-shirts you can wear if you wanna get more comfortable.” Unless she intended to sleep in her dress or the underwear beneath. He stood from the couch, offering a hand to her to guide her to the bedroom. He’s a feeling this won’t be the last night they spend making carnal bliss on this couch.

by the time the high faded, quinn was gone. her mind was a mess and her cognitive capacity was at an all time low. all she wanted to do after was curl up on her bed in her usual pyjamas and shut down for the night but her mind was also hyperaware of her legs didn't feel like her own at this moment. she couldn't even really feel them but her body did feel so light thought except her core– that was throbbing but in a good way, and quinn loved every second of it. her eyes were fluttering shut but she forced them to stay open and look at henry when he spoke. "but i have to pack stuff tomorrow." she found herself mumbling. her words slurring as she tried to sit herself up. "and, don't get me wrong, i would love to stay but, if i don't go back now, how are we even going to move me tomorrow?" her hooded, exhausted eyes met his. "i don't like the idea of making you wait while i pack... we are going to realise that i have a lot of shit and a lot of it would probably be things i don't need, and i think i'm going to take a while..." she was rambling at this point as she struggled to fight against her exhaustion. her hands tiredly slipping her dress back on. god, did henry's idea to stay over sound so good right now. "but if i stay..." her voice drifted as a yawn escaped her lips and her eyes came to rub her eyes. "are you going to give cuddle me?" she wasn't sure if that was too much to ask, but in her head– and all the shows and movie and tv that she watched– that was always some form of cuddling or talking afterwards. then again, it wasn't like they were making love. they were fucking. it was transactional. she had to keep that in mind. despite, all her protest, though, she still followed henry when he led the way. her small hands clinging onto his as her eyes slowly begin to shut. at this point, her mind wasn't it's clearest and without even thinking she just turned her back to the male once she took up the oversized shirt he offered. "don't be a pervert and turn around and look at me okay?" she instructs playfully. her eyes facing the wall as she began stripping her clothes off; sundress dropping onto the floor then her pantie, and she was naked in his room before she slipped into his shower for a quick rinse and coming out with his oversized shirt drapping over her frame. "you're so big, henry."

HUNTER SCHAFER attends the Emmy Awards (Sept 14, 2025)

Mouth returned to her core, aided by his fingers slowly and deliberately penetrating her folds.

quinn felt so overwhelmed; her eyes rolling behind her closed eyes, begging with curled toes as her legs curled themselves tighter around him. the way he knew exactly what she wanted only made this so much better. however, upon his request, she found herself letting out a whine. she had no idea how she even was going to make his request happened. she could barely even keep her eyes open whenever he rubbed her clit, was he expecting her to be able to keep her eyes open? the whines went from soft protest to little whimpers. partly from frustration, but also partly from annoyance of not being able to do something so simple. part of her wondered if it was because it was her first time. if she had been more experience before meeting him, would she have been able to do it? a huge part of her was convinced that she could. "what if i can't?" she found herself muttering, words slurring between the moans as she reached for the hand on his breast. her fingers slipping into the gaps between his own as she clung onto his hand. "i'm trying but i can't keep my eyes open if you keep doing that." she made no idea what he was doing but what she knew for sure was that it was good and she was close. throwing her head back, she bit down on her lips, trying her best to reel herself back from the edge. the people pleasing side of her wanted to obey his order and make him proud; if anything, following instructions was supposed to be the one thing she was good at. another loud moan escaped her lips as she sat herself up, pulling herself away from henry but only for a brief moment before she pulled his head back where he had stopped previously. the second where he wasn't in contact with her felt like pure torture and she never wanted him to stop. willing her eyes to stay open, she gazed down through hooded eyes at the work her was doing. the sight of his face pressed against her skin accompanied by the sounds of his mouth at work was her final straw. her toes curling, abs tensing as she tried her best to keep her eyes opened and on him. her thighs clenching and wrapping around his head as fingers tangled themselves within his hair, holding him in place lest he pulled away before she was ready for him to. then, the climax came; washing over her with shakes and tremble and a horribly loud moan that bothered on her screaming with joy. all while her eyes stayed lock with his.

His body lowers, arms wrap around her thighs and in an instance, his mouth is on her core. Devouring every little drop of her. Her flavor dances across his taste buds like her juices are honey gifted by the gods themselves.

there was a tenderness that came with his actions. it wasn't purely because he was lasting after her. sure, that was part of it but there was a part of him that was gentle, caring and bordering on something that felt like love but quinn was sure that wasn't part of it. maybe it was a mixture of attraction and something more she couldn't quite pinpoint. that was all made clear through the way he kissed her and the way he was so carefully moving her around. it was far from her expectation of how sex was supposed to go. in her mind, and based on his statue, she had expected him to be rough; to take her the way that those men in her comments and messages said they wanted to do, but he was anything but that. he was gentle, and she appreciated that. through all the kissing, the lips meeting and their tongues wrestling, quinn found her hands wandering to his shirt in a rush to help him unbutton his shirt and get rid of it. it's in that moment too that she realised she would be the only one of his student who would actually know if he was as hot as they said he was. the only one who knew his dirty little secret: her, and somehow that made her feel special and she wanted it to stay that way. when he pulled away, she found herself letting out a soft whine. a plead almost as to ask him to come back, but once his hand found their way up her thighs, she had calm down. a pleading, desperate, little moan escaping her lips begging him to go faster as her eyes fixed themselves onto his hand and then back onto him. "you're being a tease." she said almost too factually in that moment. a weird way to plead for him. the fabric of her dress hid her nakedness from herself and maybe that was part of why she felt more comfortable with what he was doing. however, when he lifted the helm of her dress and the sight of her wetness, both her core and on her thigh, came into full view, she found herself crimsoned again. the nature of their relationship, the ethics and morals of it, somehow turned her on more than it made her feel guilty of making him take her like this. the rest played in slow-motion in quinn's vision. anticipation building up in her stomach as her breathing sped up– a mixture of anxiety and pure, carnal need. the moment his lips met her core, everything came crashing down. the sensation. her heart thumping. the butterflies. it was all so overwhelming but in a good way that made her feel good in a way she has never felt before. who could have known that being touched by someone else would be this much better? her head thrown back as she lifted a leg over his shoulder. a cry of pleasure escaping her lips as hands found their way into his raven locks, clinging onto them for her dear life as toes curled. words lost to her melting mind as all that spewed from her were a series of moans and desperate plead for more as her hips ride his face, repeatedly hitting placed that made her feel good. "give me your hand." she pleaded. her own already massaging her mounds, so much so that her thing straps had fallen of her shoulders leaving them bare. "touch me here please."

slowly a smile spread over her face. of course when her and anthony were good they were inseparable, she knew that but she'd never thought he'd come to his treatments with her. for whatever reason it felt so personal. so intimate. her heart thudded and filled to the brim with admiration. it was when he was like this, so sweet and delicate with her that she remembered why she had loved him. "i don't know. i guess i never thought about it. seb always comes with me so there was never any reason to think about it." she was still considering it when his headlight flashed against her windows. she got up slowly, dropping her phone on the bed and making her way to the window. she threw it open and leaned out to watch him. "careful you don't jinx yourself." she mused "hurry up, it's cold!" her laugh was loud and full of pure joy as she watched him make his ascent.

things came easy when they were good. the air around them seemingly lighter and that made it easier to breathe, easier for him to foresee a future for the two of them that was bright and beautiful, where they were happy and the arguments were a thing of the past but, more often than not, that was not the case; and that made moments like this all the more precious. "well, you and i could spend some alone time together that doesn't involve sneaking around if i went with you instead right?" he mentioned, between the grunts and pants from climbing, rather causally for someone who has thought about this for quite some time. he just wasn't great with putting his thoughts into words especially when their relationship was often like riding a rollercoaster, but the fact was he did think about it; ever since beryl disappeared all of a sudden and reappeared like nothing happened. with quick steps, anthony found himself making it up to her window. their faces mere inches away from each other when he decided to steal a kiss from her before entering her room. "see?" he teased, a smile gracing his features. "i didn't slip, did i?" between the words, his hands found hers with ease. their fingers interlocking as he pulled her closer. the distance between them just too much to bear. "now, what were to talking about?"