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As I opened my eyes, I could immediately tell I was in someone's house. The real question was whose was it? Thankfully, I realized after checking my watch, it was still around 2 o' clock, meaning my parents wouldn't wonder where I was at the moment. My next thought is why Rhiannon Wilkin just walked in carrying a bag of something.
"Good, you're awake", she states curtly, glancing at me before setting the bag down with a loud thud. "Uh, hi to you too", I answer back, looking around and seeing all of the cat pictures. "Don't mind the artwork, I share this room with some friends sometimes and they like to leave stuff hanging around", she says, following my gaze to the walls.
I quickly made a move to stand up then, with a large prick in my arsenal startling me up. Turns out I had sat on a small sowing needle. Rhiannon immediately turned, and chuckled, looking away.
"Look, Rhiannon, I appreciate how you've kind of sort of let me have refuge here, but at the same time this is kind of weird", I say, looking at her. "So?", she retorts. "I let you in my house because you seemed like a nice guy. But honestly though, you're right. You need to go", she says, and starts to escorts me out.
As we reach the front door, she turns my face toward her.
"Don't tell anyone", she says plainly, and plants a kiss quickly on my own lips, and pushes me out, locking the door from the inside.
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@_thedeadstar_ x @jessebanister123
FanfictionHey everyone. This little fanfiction was actually not requested by me, but by @_TheDeadStar_. I'm going to make this not too long, probably only 10-15 parts. Until then, enjoy yourself. (THERE'S GOING TO BE SOME MATURE CONTENT, FOR ALL YOU LITTLE ON...