Send me ➣ and my character will react to yours slapping a pair of handcuffs on my character's wrists.

"Okay, but don't lose the key!" Stacie said nervously, feeling as he put the handcuffs around her wrist. Though she was feeling uneasy, she knew that Benji would never truly risk hurting her in any way -- this was all for the trick, and it would be worth it in the end. "Hey, look at me for a second..." She told him, chewing her lip nervously. Even so, the words she was about to speak were true.

send me a ☾ for my muse waking up to find yours in their bed in the middle of night

Restless, that's what she felt like as she slowly woke from her sleep -- it had been like this for the past couple of nights, and she could hardly get more than a few hours of sleep because of it. Stacie, of course, had considered taking excess amounts of NyQuil earlier in the evening; desperate for a good night of rest, but had ultimately decided against it. Fluttering her eyes open to glance at the clock that rested on her bedside, her gaze fell short as she realized that someone was beside her.

                         Oh, not again.  Had she truly relied on some stranger to come and wear her out so that she could get some sleep? Had she truly sunken so low that, even now with someone Like Benji in her life, she needed to take what she wanted by sexual means? It saddened her to believe that the thought was true.

That was when she realized that she was clothed -- well, mostly clothed, under her blanket and that the stranger beside her had his arm looped around her waist comfortably and firmly; the way that only Benji Applebaum had ever done. The Bella couldn't help but let out a silent, breathy laugh that came with the relief of realizing it was him. Still, how had he gotten in? Had Cynthia Rose let him in while she was sleeping?

It was strange to her that they were in her bed now, as opposed to their usual routine in his Star Wars themed twin sized bed. Strange, but not unwelcomed in the slightest. No, she was happy that he had decided to show up, that he had taken it upon himself to lay beside her and drift off of to sleep. Just knowing that, she was sure, would pave the way for this night to be restful....just as she had previously wished.

very unfair. But even from the dead, he loves it.

*nosebleed* you’ve killed Benji.