The part where Lexa was thrown off of being oblivious of Clarke's intention and when she tries to redeem herself. She just made a 'Lexa' about it. (And yes, I just used her name as an action word.) Enjoy this post!
Cheers!
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I texted Raven from the taxi. It was 1:31am but she had left the ball the same time as I did, and had further distance to travel.
Alexandria Woods: Urgent: Run tomorrow 6am
Raven Reyes: Sunday at 8: Bring Luna's info.
I was about to insist to prefer the earlier date when I realised that I could essentially use the time to reflect on my thoughts.
It seemed obvious that Clarke was inviting me to have sex with her.
I was right to avoid the situation. We were both drunk, a quite substantial amount of alcohol, and notorious to encourage unwise decisions about sex. Clarke is the perfect example. Her mother's decision, without a doubt prompt by alcohol, was still causing Clarke significant distress.
My own sexual experience was only to a minimum: very limited. Raven had advised me that it's conventional to wait till the third date and then perform coitus. But a problem rises, my dating experiences never passed the first date. In fact, with my dating experience with Clarke, technically, we only had one date - the night of the No Dress Code Disaster and the Balcony Meal.
I did not used any brothels or any forms of such services, not for moral reasons but because I found the idea repulsive. This was not a rational reason, but since the benefit that I was seeking was only primeval, a primitive reason was sufficient enough.
However, now that I have a reason to achieve that opportunity - in which Raven lavishly called 'no-strings attached sex' - I seemed to 'destroyed my future offsprings' which was scientifically implausible and the 'cobwebs' (which Raven had added) was yet growing thicker by the day which I believe is yet another implausible occurrence scientifically. But I do understand the co-relation with the statement. But the required conditions were in placed: Clarke and I had specifically agreed that neither of us were suitable and interested in a romantic relationship, then Clarke indicated that she wanted to have sex with me.
Did I want to have sex with Clarke?
There seemed no logical reason not to, leaving the reason to my primitive desire - which is normal for human beings. The answer is clear and distinctive 'Yes.' Having this rational reasons I could not think of any other else.
On Sunday, Raven met me outside their building. I brought along Luna's information - Mexican. Raven was very pleased with her fellow latina.
Raven wanted my full experience with Clarke but I had made a decision to tell her and Octavia at the same time so as not to repeat twice: very efficient. Furthermore, It was hard to decipher what Raven was saying while she pants and groans as we conduct our morning run.
When we returned to her apartment Octavia was in the kitchen cooking something good. It was very aromatic.
I sat down and said, "I required some advice." When I heard a bark. A dog bark.
A golden retriever came running towards me, wagging its tail and licking my exposed legs. I had never felt disgusted in my entire life! The germs!
"Is that a dog?" I asked. I pulled up my legs over the other chair but the animal pawed up on my seat, barking and sniffing. I know it is an obvious question but nonetheless, I was surprised.
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The Wife Project By Professor Alexandria Woods
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