Chapter 3: Hidden

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Ryan

I felt something in my hand. It.... Wasn't her arm, I'm sure of that... Then it hit me. Literally. I lowered my blindfold and moved my hand from her chest. "Kisa! I'm so sorry I didn't mean to!" I cried out.

She blushed and turned away. Lucia, who was behind me, grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the crowd. No one really gave me dirty looks. Mostly glares from the guys and astonished stares from the girls. Tyler wouldn't even look at me, but I heard him laugh. That's for sure.                 

A few guys and I gathered at the guild's bar for a couple of beers

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A few guys and I gathered at the guild's bar for a couple of beers. And of course, everyone wanted to know the same thing. "How did it feel?" Derrick asked.

"I really don't wanna talk about it," I drank a sip. 
                                                                             "He just wants to save all the memories to himself," Tyler smirked.                                                                                      
I spit my beer at him. He wiped his face and threw his cup's contents at my shirt.

"Just tell us, man!" Connor urged.

"It felt like any other girl's chest. It was soft, okay?" I spat.

"I like her," Derrick smiled, "She has a nice body."

"She does, doesn't she? She probably has a better build than Lucia!" Connor laughed.

I fell back from my chair and moaned. "Ow..."

"Careful boss," Tyler pulled me up.

"What a reaction," Derrick nudged me. I brushed off my shoulders and carried the empty cups over to the sink.

"Whatever," I mumbled.

"Come on guys, let's get some sleep for work tomorrow," Tyler yawned.                                                            
I clutched my mug, trying to forget what I had grabbed this afternoon.

Kisa

"Are you okay?" Lucia asked me.

I nodded slowly and blushed again. She grabbed a juice bottle from the fridge and passed it to me. "He's just a lost idiot, don't mind him. He doesn't do these kinds of things on purpose," she assured me.

"I-I know it wasn't on purpose. It's just that... it was weird! That's all," I stuttered.                                             
She sat down next to me and placed her headphones down.

"Well no one here will make you feel uncomfortable about it so don't worry," she smiled.

"Thank you for everything. Everyone seems so nice here..."

"Well we all are here for the same reason, aren't we?"

"Oh, well... I was kind of forced to live here..."

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