Pushing Noses

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Lisa had to bite her lip to keep from laughing as she looked at Jennie . The brunette was sitting next to her, her knees pulled up to her chest and pressed into the cushion. Her lips curled in disgust, but she kept her gaze on the TV screen.

The camera focused on the lips of a man, Buffalo Bill's serial killer, painted bright red lipstick. His voice echoed through the speakers as he looked at his reflection in the mirror and asked:

"Would you fuck me?"

The next shot showed a young woman, a victim of the kidnapper. The screen alternately showed the maniac's red lips and the helpless victim screaming from the deep well she was in. The girl was trying to bait the killer's dog with a bucket and a chicken bone.

"I'd fuck myself," came the voice of the lunatic again. - "I'd fuck myself hard. Really hard."

"That's disgusting," Jennie whispered . Lisa lost control of herself and laughed loudly. The brunette slapped her leg indignantly.

"Oh," Lisa still couldn't stop laughing, rubbing her thigh.  "You don't have to hit me, woman."

"And you shouldn't laugh at me," Kim grinned and shook her head. The girl had managed to relax during the film. She settled comfortably on the cushion next to the blonde, her shoulders touching her. At first the film was not scary at all, but then the events began to unfold rapidly, and Jennie herself did not notice how she began to shiver a little from fear, which, apparently, was the reason for laughter. How on earth Manobal would never be able to miss something like that and not laugh. However, Jennie was thankful for even such a lightening of the atmosphere. The girl still felt a little out of place, but thanks to Lisa's easy and natural demeanour, she was already behaving more freely. The blonde's confidence was infectious, and the more time Jennie spent with Manobal, the more relaxed she became.

"Come on, you just had a very funny look on your face," Lisa nudged the girl lightly with her shoulder.

"It would have been better if you were watching the film instead of watching the look on my face."

"I'm sorry, it's beyond me," Manobal said, laughing.  "You're all cramped up with fear."

"Any normal person would be scared of what's on the screen," the brunette objected. The girls were having a humorous conversation, not paying any attention to the further development of events on the screen.

"Yes, perhaps you're right," Lisa agreed with a nod. A wide smile was still on her lips. "But now you know what I meant."

"I beg your pardon?" Jennie asked, staring at the girl in surprise. "What exactly did you mean?"

"Well, that Jisoo carefully selects the candidates before he sets you up on a date," Lisa replied.  "For example, look at the girl in this film. A simple girl just wanted to do a good deed: help a dude move a couch into his van. And the next thing you know, she regains consciousness and realises she's in a deep, empty well of chicken bone and lotion. On top of that, she's addressed in the middle gender for some reason,"  Jennie laughed as the girl continued talking.  "And we're also taught that kindness should always be a priority. Pfft... you're still alive and warm while some psycho is dancing around you trying to pull your scalp on you."

Jennie was shaking with laughter. She barely managed to squeeze a sentence out of her mouth:

"This is the most disgusting conversation I've ever had in my life!"

"Okay," the blonde shrugged and poked Kim in the side. "You need to do this more often."

"I'm not sure that this is exactly what I would like," Jennie pointed at the TV.  "Because of you, we missed a good part of the film. How will I know now what happened there?"

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