𝙵𝙸𝙵𝚃𝚈 𝚃𝚆𝙾

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16th March 2023.

Hello Fellas'.

Just to inform you the Russo's and Apollo have their Instagram accounts, and you can find them all in the story section at @sarahh.lace

Enjoy!
~S

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"Misa!" He exclaimed. "Artemisia." He cooed.

Bending to her level, ignoring his throbbing neck, he pecked her forehead followed by her cheeks repeatedly.

"Apollo." She laughed, which soon turned into a cough, her voice turning hoarse.

"Stop talking." He exclaimed. "No, wait. Don't! I missed your voice!"

Artemis laughed again, "water." She coughed, her smile not faltering.

"Yeah, sorry." He replied, a smile spread across his face as he cracked the seal of the bottle before placing it against her lips.

Artemis gulped it down, quenching her thirst.

"Slowly, slowly." Apollo cooed. "We don't want you choking on that now." His smiled only widened as Artemis gave him a look through her eyelashes.

Letting out a satisfied sigh after drinking the whole bottle, Artemis looked at Apollo.

"Polly," she giggled. "Stop smiling, you're gonna rip your face apart."

"So be it." If it were possible, Apollo smiled only wider, "nothing's stopping me today."

"Wow." Artemis exclaimed. "I think I should get shot more often, then."

One glare from Apollo, had Artemis regretting her words.

"I'm joking Apollon." Artemis chuckled, guiltily.

"You better."

"Hey, pretty nails." Artemis spread her fingers infront of her, noticing her black painted nails, with little stars and moon on it.

"Allegra did them." Apollo replied, looking at Artemis' nails.

"They do look like her doing." She smiled as she admired her nails.

"Let me get the doctors, yeah?" Apollo stood up from her bed to walk out, only to be stopped by her.

"Can we let them in later?" Artemis pouted. "I like it like this."

Apollo smiled again, taking his seat again on the edge of her bed.

"Are you okay? Is it hurting anywhere?" Apollo asked, stroking the back of her hand that laid in his.

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