Alec to the right! Aye papi, that's my man <3 but he's no rogue!
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"Ari, come out."
"No."
"Jesus Christ Ari, I know you're scared but you can't really handle the issue in there!"
Silence.
"...I can."
"Oh, really?" I flinched; Rogue had on his "I'm about to deliver a short speech to prove you wrong so tae a seat" voice. "Tell me more about how staying in this room until the day you die will get rid of Jack, make you happy, make US happy, and solve all of your problems."
"Well-."
"Have you come up with a genius plan that can only take place in our room?" I giggled slightly... "our" room. Heh.
"Not re-."
"Does your blanket have magical qualities you haven't informed me of?"
"Maybe." He paused for a moment.
"Maybe," he agreed, shocking me.
"Excuse me?"
"Well a few nights ago was a dream come true..." His voice had turned blissful, and my eyes widened as I realized what he was referring to. "You know, that thing you did where you-."
"Shut up, Rogue!"
"But I-!"
"What's the rule?" I hissed, sitting up. My hair was everywhere, and I'm sure I looked pale and terrified. Well, probably red with embarassment at the moment.
"Oh, come on!"
"WHAT'S THE RULE!?!" I screeched.I heard grumbling outside the door and smirked. "What was that, love?" I asked sweetly. I heard a huge sigh and chuckled. It was really his own fault. We'd discussed this before, since his habit of casually bringing up our... intimate moments got me incredibly flustered.
"What happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom," he muttered, exasperated.
"Good. But I still won't leave," I said stubbornly, cocooning myself back in my sheets of protection. No psychotic stalkers could get me now. I froze as a sudden scraping sound filled my ears. "Nice try, Rogue, but it's a special lock!" I yelled, satisfied with the knowledge that the lock was impossible to get past. I snuggled deeper into bed, closing my eyes with my first relaxed smile in hours.
"It's about as special as finding a taco in Mexico," I heard someone snort. I rolled over, gaping.
"How the hell did you pick that lock!?" I choked out, sitting up wildly.
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The Curvy Curse
HumorAri Alexander is 18 and has just graduated. She's always felt... less. And by less, she is MORE. She's always been bigger than every girl she knows. While she's not morbidly obese, she sure as hell isn't tiny either. But her luck, and confidence, mi...
