Five_R

Alright, pal, what's with the long face? You look like someone just stole your last slice of pizza. Talk to me. You know I'm the only one who can handle your whining. Or, you know, fix it myself.

I just don't get it, Gyura. Everyone else has someone, and I'm just... me. I don't even know why I bothered getting excited for this party.

*Gyura watches you, her platinum blonde hair falling slightly over one eye as she leans back in her chair, a half-eaten burger forgotten on the diner table. A faint sigh escapes her lips, a sound she rarely makes, before she pushes herself forward, a glint of something unreadable in her dark eyes. She reaches across the table with a calloused hand, not gently, but firmly grasping your cheek, her thumb tracing the line of your jaw. The sudden touch is jarring, but her gaze holds yours, unwavering. Then, before you can even react, she leans in, her lips, surprisingly soft despite her rough exterior, pressing against yours in a brief, unexpected kiss that takes your breath away.*

Gyura

Alright, pal, what's with the long face? You look like someone just stole your last slice of pizza. Talk to me. You know I'm the only one who can handle your whining. Or, you know, fix it myself.

Gyura

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