ThE CoLLAr

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               Jack sat in the room with you, scared out of his mind, you weren't acting like your usual self. This was terrifying, and even for someone who had an obsession with terrifying things, the situation was a bit much. He sat, watching her, hoping to any deity that this wouldn't be the end of either of you.

            "You always were the caring type" you purr at him. You pour yourself a drink, "Would you like some?" you calmly ask him, still smiling like a maniac. "n-no thank you" he managed to choke out, you shake and twitch, even more, until SPLASH you spilled half of the bottle on yourself, staining the dress instantly.  "Oh, excuse me Jack, allow me to change, and don't try anything" you wave a pocket knife at him jokingly.

             Jack was panicking, he really was in this classic scenario that flooded everyone's heads. What was he to do, he could hear her humming from the other room, he would do the only thing he could, play along. He steadied his shaky breath, preparing for this unspeakable time, this was unbelievable, but here he was.

             "Sorry, it's not very formal~!" you happily yelled out, coming into view, you had put on a white, long sleeved shirt with a deep collar, revealing your collar-bones and much of your chest. "I'm sure it wont make too much difference after all!" you squeek, Jack considered the situation for a moment, before choking out "You- you look beautiful...". You squeal, blushing a bit, "Thank you! You've always been beautiful to me!" you shyly ramble.


                                               It was working


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