July 10th 2018: Clare: Hi babe!!! ~Avery sent a photo message~
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Hey! Clare: Fuck! Clare: I just spat hot peach juice all over my PC! Avery: sorry? Clare: Your beautiful, sexy face had better pay for a new one Avery: So it's my fault? Clare: Yea! Avery: That is NOT fair! Clare: Maybe if you stopped being so hot when I'm trying to record Avery: So I can only be hot when we're together? Clare: Well you're always hot but... ~Avery sent a photo message~
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Clare: STOPPP Clare: Now my keyboard's not the only thing that's wet Avery: Oh my- Clare: (; Avery: See you later babes! Clare: Love you! Good luck 💖 Avery: Ty ✨
I'd been offered a primary audition that I'd been trying to get for months, I'm not trying to say that acting in theatre was bad, it's amazing, it always will be, but if I could make it to the show, even as a minor role, this audition could be live changing! My brother had dropped me off outside of the audition place, it was not what I'd expected, being a small townhouse in a random town just outside of London, however when I walked precariously through the townhouse door, it felt like a whole different building. The door opened straight into a waiting room where there sat about six people with numbers pinned on their shirts, some alone, some with parents, some with significant others. The grey-black room was filled with warm wood tones and plants, giving it a classy, professional but also comforting appearance. "Avery Mahado?" The girl at the desk called out, breaking me out of my trance, "Um...yes, hi!" I stuttered, feeling at least eight pairs of eyes stalking my every move. Beginning to blush, I scuttled over to the desk, where I was handed a number I was told to pin on myself, 16, my lucky number. I took a seat by the window to look out onto the street, I didn't want to make conversation, I was too scared I'd blurt something out and wouldn't be able to focus, instead I watched the world go by as people came in and out of the audition room, until eventually... "16"
Avery: The audition went really well! Clare: That's so amazing! Clare: So did you get the part? Avery: Well I don't know yet...but I think I have a good chance, they said they really liked me! Clare: I'm so happy for you! Clare: I'll be over in five! Avery: I thought you were coming at 7? Clare: Why not celebrate early 😉
Clare's POV CONTENT WARNING Avery's apartment was pretty much done already, except she was adamant that she needed a fruit slicer and there was no way I could talk her out of it... After being given an apartment tour, Avery did a re-enactment of her audition, she was really good, I would be so surprised if she didn't get the role. I patted the sofa next to me for her to come and sit, she obeyed, bringing over a bag of popcorn she so conveniently had on the side table. As she snuggled into my side, I put my arm around her, I immediately felt her reach for my hand and when she found it, she began to stroke it. "You know, you're so hot when you're tired" I smiled, looking down at the short haired girl, who responded with a slight giggle. "But you know you're even hotter when you're naked" I teased. "Oh really?" Avery responded, a glint in her eye as she sat up becoming eye level with me, "Well you're so hot when you flirt like that". "Oh really?" I bit my lip seductively whilst staring down at Avery's hoping she got the message. Throwing her leg around my hip, Avery lent forwards, licking her lips, "You look so ho-", her sentence was cut off by my lips on hers. She let out a warm breath into my mouth, filling my lungs as I poured my soul into her. Pulling back from the kiss, I said"Can we actually do it in the bedroom this time", without a word, Avery obeyed, removing her t-shirt as she walked across the open-plan living area. Entering the bedroom, I shut the door then pinned Avery down on the bed, her already half naked body grinding against me. "Slow down there tiger" I giggled, "I brought something along, you're ok with toys right?", reaching down underneath the bed, I pulled out the vibrator, "You likey?" I asked, but I didn't need an answer as Avery gasped in pleasure. I started slowly, plucking Avery's nipples between my teeth and peppering her stomach with kisses, I traced a line down from between her hardened breasts and to her vagina. At first, I teased at her folds with my tongue, feeling the wetness already there, before I lifted my head to nibble on her clit, moans as apes the girls mouth as she thrust her body upwards, pleading for more, moving the vibrator up to her clit, I moved my tongue down to her other regions. I inserted my tongue into her gaping vagina blowing into it as I did so, her moans were regular now, and I could see her grasping at the quilt, and then she came. Into my mouth, I moaned at the deliciousness of my girl before hearing a loud thud!
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"What the hell was that!?" I nearly screamed, jumping backwards, only to bang my head on the wall. "Shit" I muttered under my breath. Throwing on a dressing gown, I tiptoed out of the room as Avery covered herself up... "Hello?" I nearly whispered, "If there's anyone here..." my voice trailed off as I saw that it was only a parcel coming through the letter box. What a way to kill the mood. "Hey A, you got some post!" I called out, "Oh..right" the blonde replied, clearly unimpressed, "Sorry A", I called out, making my way back to the bedroom, "Hey it's ok," she replied, holding out her arm for me to come and sit with her "Let's see what shit is more important than you then." I knew exactly what it was, the parcel, it was her birthday present. "Open it up then!" I giggled, causing a curious smile to form in her face. I'd bought her a rose, coated in diamond, as well as a journal, and I'd also made a memory book of all the pictures we'd taken together and all the places we'd been, the memory book included times that had been special to us, and some of our past conversations that I'd written down. "Clare" she gasped, "It's...It's beautiful" she cried, "Hey don't cry," I said, wiping away a tear, then giving my girl a kiss, "that's not the best bit yet!", I chucked. "What did I do to deserve you?", I wiped her tears again once again, "I guess some people are just lucky huh" I replied. "Pure luck..."
