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Walk in on Bedelia during her private time (or the reverse)–If you still want to send it

     She probably should have waited, the day was nearly over and her last patient was there, but with the amount of substance she had in her veins, Bedelia didn’t fully realise the risk of allowing herself to have a good time even for a few minutes. 

     Legs parted, one hand between them while the other was grabbing the back of her armchair, she threw her head back as she moaned quietly that her secretary probably took as a sound to let her next patient enter. Thus, she quickly found herself biting her lower lip while facing Tera, but Bedelia didn’t react right away. Instead she paused, head tilted, and tried to make sense of the other’s features. 

The fluorescent lights finally died as rare torrential rain poured over the City of Angels. He was halfway to the counter when the loss of power stopped him in his tracks. So much for getting flowers and making it to Vacaville in time. The rain didn’t seem like it was going to let up anytime soon. The thunder seemed to shake the building and he heard a yelp. It had to be from the girl behind the counter. They were the only two in the store.

“Hey,” he called out to the pitch darkness. “Hey, you okay, miss?”

love math -- too lazy to screenshot edition

Marcie Lindell and Tera Young11%