Act VIII: Jesse (F)

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Jesse knew the kind of soirée she and the guys were getting involved in, yet knowing that she might mess up didn't discomfort her spirit. "Wonder how Lukas will hold up, oh does he become simply adorable when he starts to crack up." That night, she was gonna show to the world who the true her is (extroverted, easily excited, the sweetheart type) once again, except for the fact that she's gonna be with someone.,

Jesse turned reminiscient of her past memories again, especially after that magical night when events too disturbing to discuss in detail were happening:

"Jesse, you've got lipstick on your face." Lukas said, causing Jesse to panic and wipe his face with his sleeve. "Agh! I can't show my face in town like this! Ugh it's not coming off, does anybody have a cleansing wipe?" Petra impulsively replied "Oh I think I know what you need."
"C'mere you big sap!" Petra said in a tone which trembled Jesse. She began slowly advancing towards him, before suddenly rugby-tackling him into a bush and- "You just had to, didn't you?" she said to a sniggering Lukas. "hehe… Yeah. I'm sure Jesse will be fine, or not." Jesse turned to the human ball of lipstick and also giggled. "Aw, I think they're rather cute" she said.

"Yeah, but not as cute as you." Lukas replied. Jesse, overcome by this compliment, silenced him, "Aw come here, you cutie!" Moments later, Petra got up, laughing heavily, and Jesse followed, he was scowling. "Well, didja like that?" He snapped "Like it? I was smothered by half-an-ounce of ultra-rouged lipstick! How d'you think I feel right now?!" Lukas humorously responded "Gobsmacked?"

Funny thing was Jesse needed to clean his face, but Petra only worsened it.

Jesse wasn't in the mood for reasoning, but he just groaned and said "Whatever just don't do it again. Although… I must admit I did kinda like that, hehehe…"  That part of that day was dominated by lipstick and love, romance and… snogging, I guess…

Jesse sighed as she presses back against the sofa, before getting up to face her dress, a vibrantly white blush that gently stroked the ground as it sways gracefully in the breeze. She smiled and said "Lukas will be stunned, the reaction will be so great, it's gonna be like we're getting hitched!" Within moments, she was draped in a swan-white dress with the flair proportional to her extroversion. She was ready for Lukas, and ready to waltz on the dance floor until they could literally dance their socks off.

Lukas, I hope you are ready too…

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