the jellyfish

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she had it on her shoulder blade.

i hadn't seen it before, not until we're gone to the beach.

we hadn't been alone, but it had counted as a sort of. . .

triple date.

her bikini top revealed her back

covered in all these intricate beauties.

the jellyfish though, i had never seen anyone get that one creature

on their body.

"they're cute." she had laughed, the sun gracing and bouncing off her cheeks

"they're deadly."

"well, that about sums me up right? cute and deadly."

"i don't see you taking anybody down here."

"well, nobody here has given me a reason to."

she had her point, and i could see where she was coming from

she was cute. . . 

and she probably could be deadly.

either way,

i only wanted to be on her good side.

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