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MAISY CURRENTLY WAS playing Just-Dance with Leena, Leah, Dior, and Mckenna as Aryan, Charlie, Walker, and Tanner watch. It was their last round and they were all exhausted after playing 5 but they went on nonetheless.
"No! I can't- NO!" Maisy exclaims loudly as she missed one of her moves and the round ended, causing all the others in the room, including the girls that were dancing to laugh at both her and the unknown disease that comes around every time they are all together that makes them laugh at the stupidest things.
They watched at the screen turned to the leaderboard. They saw that Leena had come in first, Leah in second, Dior in third and Maisy in last tied with Mckenna.
"Yes!! I told you guys, i never lose" Leena smiles at her friends.
Leah smiles and nods as she high-fives Leena "Yessss me and Leena are too good"
The girls turned to the boys who were all watching them with smiles on their faces. "Wow," Charlie clapped once or twice "That was impressive" He said, his voice soaked with sarcasm.
The girls rolled their eyes and laughed as they all either got a drink or water or sat down. Maisy groaned and looked at Walker, who was already looking at her. He smiled softly at her, adoration and love overflowing in his ocean blue eyes.
"I feel like my legs are gonna give out and i wanna die" She whined as she walked over to him, grabbing the family size of sour patch watermelon kids that her and Charlie had bought for the group earlier that day.
Walker chuckled and wrapped his arm around her immediately after she sat next to him. Maisy shifted her position and brought her legs up onto the couch, leaning against his chest. His arm slid down to her waist and snaked around it gently as he grinned down at her. She smiled back up at him and angled her head more back so she could kiss him.
Walker's grin grew wider before he kissed her back, his eyes fluttering shut as he tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her closer to him, his other hand findings it's way on the back of Maisy's head, tangling his fingers through her damp hair from when the group got in the hot-tub earlier. Maisy slid one of her hands up his chest and to his cheek as she deepened the kiss.
Maisy almost got carried away but she had more control than Walker did. So, when she remembered that their friends were still there, she pulled away. She knew they probably didn't want to watch them make out despite them being used to it.
Walker, however, did not want to stop. He let out an annoyed quiet grunt and tried to pull her back in as he shook his head. Kissing Maisy was Walker's new favorite addiction, ever since that first kiss he yearned and yearned for her lips on his every chance he could. It was soft, warm, gentle most of the time, it was a feeling Walker couldn't explain. It just made him happy, it made him feel closer to her, reassured him that she loves him. Of course kissing Maisy wasn't his favorite thing about her, he loved everything about her, but kissing her was definitely one of his favorite things to do.
