Moby's POV
Tim chased after me, but could only get so far before I had lost him. What the hell did I just do? That question repeated in my mind and a string of curses left my mouth in beep boops. That wasn't a question I usually asked. Usually, I had a purpose for every action I did, however today... I had done something completely for myself. When I thought back on the crazed "make-out session" as humans called it, I couldn't keep a dotted grin from forming on my face.
He did want to kiss me, it's not like it wasn't consensual. And I could tell he liked it. I started feeling something brewing in my heart. Different than affection or love, something that made my heart leap and a haze cover my thoughts. I wanted to do things to Tim. Our first kiss wasn't gentle or sweet, it was full of passion and desire. Even though I knew I couldn't blush, my cheeks had the phantom sensation of heating up. As I thought of the heat, the sounds our mouths had made as they were pressed together, and his body grinding on mine. I was flustered.
Then I wondered; what did this mean for us? Would Tim be mad at me for disrupting his date? How was I going to approach him at work on Monday?
Wow, so many feelings have happened today. I needed to cool down, take a drive or something. So I did. I went back to the cafe and hopped into my parked car. After a deep inhale I decided to take a trip to the outskirts of Coolio town and see someone I hadn't thought of for a long time.
That day I would go see Bill Nye's widow. Shrek. To find the answers I searched for.
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The Question
RomanceTim and Moby are coworkers and best friends on an educational tv show called BrainPOP. But a long brewing tension between them comes to surface after a startling question.
