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As the sun peered through the windows, Atherese stirred awake to find herself in the arms of her boyfriend. Her head was laying on his chest and she could hear his heart beat. It was comforting to listen to and she was sure she probably fell asleep to it right after last night’s ‘workout’. The woman refused to move an inch as she felt all too relaxed in his embrace but more so transfixed by how peaceful he looked. It was the complete opposite from how carnal his eyes were earlier on. With her chin pressed against his chest, she burned every detail and feature Dimitri had under the sun’s rays until she noticed he too stirred awake. “Hey you.” She hummed softly. ( @stcygcld​ )

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she excuses herself from the bar with a smile, rushing away from her friend's family members as they continue to go on and on about how lovely they all were in high school. memory lane was fun sometimes, but right now, she wasn't truly in the mood to think about how long it had been and everything she hasn't yet achieved. rushing to their side, she hands one of the drinks and swiftly tastes hers, already regretting the overly sweet choice. "these weddings keep getting worse, even the alcohol is bad now" lips fall into a pout, grumpy as ever as she tilts her head to the side. it wasn't that she wasn't happy for their friend, no, but after a few too many weddings from high school friends, verda was slowly growing bitter. "you wanna hear something funny?" she teases, biting down on her lip, a sudden rush running through her body. "berta's mom just told me she always thought you and i would get married"