𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑
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𝐻𝑒 / 𝐻𝑖𝑚
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𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠
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Some people like to tell a story, while others prefer to keep it to themselves. Holding on to it as if it were their last dying breath.
Tori was like that. Not bothering to tell other people things that had nothing to do with them.
Or... well, she used to.
But that was before she had somebody to share it with.
Now she opens up to one of the only people she believes has any meaning in life.
MC was the very reason of her being.
He made her feel appreciated, accepted, maybe even.. loved.
He was the reason for her smile, the reason she got up every morning.
He was the reason she wanted to live.
When he was around she couldn't help but feel happy. How could anyone not like him, he was perfect.
So, so perfect.
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Only thing is, she couldn't muster up the courage to ask you out.
It was beyond obvious to everyone around her how much she admired you, yet she just couldn't for the life of her confess.
What if you didn't reciprocate?
What if you were gay-?
Shit, she should have planned this out instead of listen to her dumbass brother.
So much for "just go out there."
Nah. Fuck that.
This is life or death.
If you didn't accept- well... she's not sure what she's do...
But it definitely wouldn't be anything good.
"Hey tor."
".... Hi."
You smiled, patting the seat next to you as you picked up your sketch pad.
"Feel like playing anything?"
"... words?"
"Okay. You go first."
She picked up a black pen while you held a f/c one.
The rules were simple, when the starting person writes a word, you need to either draw or write something that corresponds to it. The first to repeat one that was said before looses.
[eg. good -> bad -> worse -> great -> cheese -> 🧀 -> mouse -> rat -> cat -> kitten -> etc.]
She hesitated, placing her elbow on your thigh as she wrote.
𝒴ℯ𝓁𝓁ℴ𝓌
You huffed, looking over to her before you reciprocated.
𝐶𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑟 - you
𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓃𝒷ℴ𝓌 - her
𝐿𝐺𝐵𝑇
