The Art of Bore

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     I had just finished a campaign with my table top role play party at my friend Donovan's house. I had gathered my pawn and backpack and headed towards the stairs. All my attention was on my cellphone, Donovan attempted to dive past me and beat me to the front door. We began racing our way down and I had a misstep. We landed face to face, Donovan's leg entangled with mine and we both siezed functions with nervous sweating and evaded eye contact with one another. There is nothing more devastating than tripping on the last step on a stairwell and found in a compromising position by the girl you have a crush on.
"Bore! Are you alright?" Donnoka swooped to help me up. Some stray hairs from her bob veiled her eyes and concerned reaction.
" I am alright. Can't say the same for Donovan." I got up and chuckled.
He swayed to his side and got up with a melodramatic sigh.
"Hey Bore, are you planning on spending the night?" Donnoka flirtatiously cooed. She was very sultry tonight I felt my face heat up.
   "I am probably going to just go home, Donnoka !" I pushed away uncomfortable of how close she was getting.
   Donovan interjected."He has had a long campaign and he is ready to go home sis. Don't worry I will walk him out!" He continually shoved me out the door and slammed the door behind him.
"Why is she acting so weird tonight?"I pondered aloud.
"I told her about your little crush on her. She has been very excitable by it." Donovan kept a tight grip on the gold door knob to ensure she didn't exit the house. "Before you decide to throw my sister into your arms, I have something important to tell you, I love you Derek, we have know each other for a long time and I haven't been able to contain my feelings for you."
  I was in shock. How does one respond to such a confession? I inhaled and confronted the moon and examined each visible crater.
"Crap! I made this akward, forget I said anything okay." Donovan attempted to push the topic into a sealed and chained metaphorical black box. He had become insecure about telling his feelings over the years.
"Hold on, you can't just evade like that. We are going to deal with this right now like normal people. " I anchored my fingers into his shoulders lightly."I never let a thought like that cross my mind because I didn't ever think you felt that way. Of course hearing it makes me feel like a giddy little kid!" He used the back of his hand and caressed my cheek. Colors rushed to my head, I leaned forward and our lips locked in a gentle peck.
   We stared at one another for another moment and took our time saying good night and I left with an exhilaration of waiting for what tomorrow will bring.

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