Soap?
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Thread Topic: Soap?
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Tis your turn.
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"Nothing, nothing. Anyways, since you have seem to be at my house, we should do something a little more interesting." He sighed that he quickly changed the subject in a swift tone, and he stood up again, gesturing out his hand to help Letha get up.
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Letha raised an eyebrow slightly, "Fine, if you want to do something else that's fine but I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong." She said, she took his hand delicately, "What do you have in mind?" She asked.
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"Your hand."
Her feathery creamed hands seemed to touch his constrasting rough, gritty ones that were iced with a little dryness and ash, which created such an uncomfortable reaction that triggered a little shutter throughout the course of his body and an involuntary twitch to his eye, which shrieked of awkwardness and a little shock. It was like a simplistic blossom that was thrown in a winter's cluster, which became a mixture of such shy beauty and an obscure icy season such as Vaughn. The touch of a female, attractive or not, was something that was not consistent in his book. Consistency wasn't his thing, as he liked to change things up a bit, but his schedule was altered and it seemed to happen just with a whim of a touchy broad that he had incredible mixed feelings about, or neutral, didn't exactly know.
And he felt like she would be a long event that would clear out his weekend, pushing consistency where he didnt want it.
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"Your hand."
Her feathery creamed hands seemed to touch his constrasting rough, gritty ones that were iced with a little dryness and ash, which created such an uncomfortable reaction that triggered a little shutter throughout the course of his body and an involuntary twitch to his eye, which shrieked of awkwardness and a little shock. It was like a simplistic blossom that was thrown in a winter's cluster, which became a mixture of such shy beauty and an obscure icy season such as Vaughn. The touch of a female, attractive or not, was something that was not consistent in his book. Consistency wasn't his thing, as he liked to change things up a bit, but his schedule was altered and it seemed to happen just with a whim of a touchy broad that he had incredible mixed feelings about, or neutral, didn't exactly know.
And he felt like she would be a long event that would clear out his weekend, pushing consistency where he didnt want it.
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Letha jumped slightly and pulled her hand away, "S-Sorry Vaughn. You didnt mean it that way..." she said she scratched the back of her head, "W-Well obviously. She mumbled something that sounded similar to 'I'm so stupid.' she lowered her hand, "So what did you have in mind?" She asked then stared to stand up, she stumbled over her feet and fell into him.
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