Does Anyone Know What Time It Is?

Does Anyone Know What Time It Is?

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After a small arguement causes deadly accident, the two lovers have to forgive eachother, but first they have to find eachother. Tommorow was the first day of college. Suzy is detirmend not to get drunk. However, it might be a little too late for that. Is 12 shots of vodka enough to get you drunk? "Itsz getten lade anwey." Suzy stumbled on her own words. Then she stumbled into her dorm. She jingled the key for a good 10 minutes and finally got the dorm opened. She knocked her toe into the dark room. "Ow!" she wispered, for she didn't wan't to wake up Holly. She feel down on her warm bed and snuggled agaisnt her soft pillow. She felt comfortable. More than usual, she felt happy. She dozed off to sleep almost immediately. Suzy woke up with the worst hangover. This was preety early in Suzy's drinking life and she never has never gotten so drunk. "Ugh, I'm so sore." She wasn't going to get out of bed this morning. Then she remembered, the haunting word. School. Her eyes opened and a flash of light hit her. She looked around, Holly had already gone to her first class. She took off her blanket. Then she saw the other bed. Empty as it was when she moved in. Suzy gasped. She had slept in Holly's bed last night, she slept next to Holly.
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Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Cover art: me © All Rights Reserved

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