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"Ugh, Isa I told you clubbing wasn't my scene," Opal muttered, nauseated. The booming music and flashing lights overstimulated her.
"Where's the friend I took with me?" Isa slurred, then glanced towards Opal. "Oral! Hi! I didn't know you were here."
"I'm outta here Isa." Opal shimmied her way through the hoards of people. The exit she went out of led to an oddly dark alleyway. Opal muttered to herself something about the city lights and alleyways. She heard a low chuckle.
"What's a pretty lady like you doing out here?" A raspy smoker's voice echoed through the dark walls. The man stepped out into the light. He was old, with veiny flesh and rotting teeth.
"S-stay away," Opal said, despite not moving at all or attempting to run.
"I just need something." He licked his lips. "But I need a little fun to get it."
Opal stayed glued to the ground as the man limped over to her, quite slowly in fact. She squeezed her eyes shut, then heard a devastating crunch.
She immediately opened her eyes to find a sexy stranger standing above the limp body of the old man.
Before she could thank them, they were gone as quick as they came.
~
Isa apologized for her behavior at the club at least fifty-times, each time Opal saying she forgave her. They walked into the lecture room casually. Opal turned her head, only to meet two crystal blue orbs.
Opal almost gasped. It was the SEXY STRANGER! AND HE WENT TO HER COLLEGE! Opal heard Isa faintly say she had to use the restroom. Isa left, leaving the two alone-ish (some quiet people in the corner).
Opal walked over to the stranger, hesitant. He looked up at her. His eyes pierced her soul, explored every niche. He was surely more god-like in the clear lighting. She could see tattoos crawling up his neck.
"Need something?" He asked. His voice was deep and husky.
"Uh, I wanted to thank you for saving me yesterday."
"It wasn't much."
Opal then had the odd need to rat him out.
"YOUARRoGANTASSHOLEYUIFQUYG983YRABIDUAH890R-IIPG34BGP39GUFP1GU4[FE19-G[F98GFH4N[G9-8YH914[-GFYH9G-4YGH914YGFH89[10921U-0ERIJ3FHGGTR7490OLHBFGYEUWOEL, QWERTYUIOPASDFGHJKLXCVBNM, DFGHJIRIJEBVFRDTYUSJ DVFGYDYUXIKZAMSNBDERGTY78ED9OSAL ZXBCFGRHYEUIWQOALKMSXNBCFGRTYUEIWOALZ XBDFRGTYEUIWSKNBDFGRTYUEIOWSKXM."
In short, the FMC goes to a club, goes outside, almost gets raped, but the MMC swoops in and saves her. Somewhat later she'll call him an arrogant asshole. Doesn't matter when.
How to fix?: Make the FMC save herself! Yay badasses!
Now just imagine the MMC walking in on it like "tf".
Place your imagining of the FMC's response here: --------------->
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Seemingly unavoidable cliches
RandomY'all know those cliches we see everywhere, but seem so hard to avoid? Well, I'M GOING TO BE A CLICHE AND MAKE A LIST. Also will I try and help my fellow wattpad authors who struggle with these.
