Sylvie had turned her head to lean on another nearby counter and observe the bun, her eyes full of nothing but love no matter how suspiciously adverse particles were admitted by the ooby wooby bunny's side eyeing. Intimidation doesn't really work, she remarked, when your eyes are tiny adorable beads ...

Puff.

Manuel let the warmth of the smoke and its effects spread in a careful and calculated pace. He let the relaxation and its pulse settle into every fibre of his muscles before it finally began to reach his head, beginning the slow, gentle and pleasurable effects of what felt like a massage ...

Manuel made himself comfortable as best as one could on the creaking wood and shedding paint of a dilapidated park bench. It was neeever easy on the back, especially for one of his proportions. Heather probably wasn't having the best time lumb-wise either, he thought. He considered, as Heather ...

Malone Circle Park. Concrete sanctuary within the larger jungle that was Las Vegas downtown... or at least it was, until some ten years ago. Memories of swings and slides and playtime with parents and friends felt utterly smothered by a now nigh-omnipresent pressure, substantiated by the tags on the ...

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There was something on the absolute tip of Raya's tongue that was about to come rolling out. It very well would've, and something presumably very tender(?) would have occurred, had Raya's instincts pertaining to a certain set of noises not flared up. Her eyes widened lightly as prey's would at the ...

A number of cheerleaders walk into a house (some hours ago). The punchlines never arrive as they gather around a dining table and begin to grind their brains against the omnipresent stone of academia. They have presumably congregated in adherence to the old adage of a problem shared being a problem ...

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Sylvie's eyelids felt a bit heavy. They yearned to sink into their fully shut states with about the same comforting pressure as she sunk into her mattress, her plushies. But they couldn't, no. Sylvie had to get up and get back to work. Back to the pencil and ...

Manuel hadn't realized how much time had actually passed until he'd taken the time to actually look up at one of the gaudy-colored clocks which lined the diner's walls, whereupon his eyes widened. His shift was almost over?? Just like that? He'd really been lost in the sauce (of service worker ...

Manuel was beginning to get into the groove of things. The zone, if you would. There was a rhythm to waiting tables, as there was a rhythm to cooking and basketball. Manuel, ultra-genius-prodigy (real) that he was, had found it. A set of dancing steps which led throughout the tables, behind the ...

Awaaa

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Save for those whisper-light coos (totally necessary given the situation), Sylvie was dead silent. This was the kind of cute you could only really process by holding the creature and staring it down like you were trying to kill it with laser eyes. Wide laser eyes. Big and ...

Woah.

Just like that, huh.

It came to Raya that, despite this kind of situation not having been that uncommon an occurrence in her life during the past few years, this time around felt different in a way she really couldn't make out. She though about it for a split second, and as she did, her ...

While the classmate whose name still escaped him luxuriated himself in the flavourful world of diner food and all its greases and glories on the sunny side of the counter, Manuel could do nothing but bear witness to the work of the line cooks and be a liiiitle jealous as he waited for a strawberry ...

Choking Johnny, moving Emma, taking orders, oh my. It didn't bother Manuel a bit, though; situational awareness was a point guard's job. Focus on what needs to be focused at the present, and be ready to switch it up within the span of a split-second. That is the way. Even when acting the part of a ...

In the span of a split second following Meela's response to her question, Raya had managed to blink.

Meela hadn't particularly said much in terms of content, but she'd spoken quite a few volumes nonetheless. I wanna see you more. That isn't something you say on a whim. Isn't something you just ...