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She heard somebody speak, and cut her gaze to Dave. She guessed that’s who was getting the question. “Don’t tell me what to do,” she said under her breath, eyeing Dorien once more before fully turning to look at Dave. “Truth? Okay. When’s the last time you really fucking wanted to kill...

Odette shakily dismounted Odile, who was glaring daggers at anybody who dared step closer. As she stepped back onto the ground, her wobbly legs failed her, and she fell to her knees. She covered her face as she went down, as if that would somehow stop her jagged breathing. She could barely hear...

Brow furrowed, she followed Wes's gaze to the roller coaster. She craned her neck upward to stare at it, before side-eyeing him. "Bold of you to assume I'm going to be tall enough for that," she said flatly. She reached down and tightened the jacket around her waist, before walking for the...

She raised a brow at the sudden question, before taking a cautious glance around her. She wasn't really in the mood to be spilling her secrets today, so she supposed the former was the better option. "Dare." Dorien pursed his lips in approval. "Si audacieux, si courageux," he purred, leaning...

Odette only barely managed to hold off a chuckle. She brought her numb fingers to her mouth and held them over her twitching lips. "Solid shot at waltzing," she said. "Although, I'm not much of ballroom dancer, so kudos."

Dorien slowly clapped his hands together as he sauntered over to the group. Odette, now bandaged, hung more toward the back, watching with narrow eyes and a cautious frown. Something of an obnoxiously dark grin tugged at Dorien's lips. "Wow. You really have a thing for theatrics don't you?" he...

ESPY! Here to (finally) finish off my end of our exchange! Chapter 5-8, LESGO! So I think this is where things have really started to pick up, because a lot happened between these four chapters and I'm living for it. I seemed to have a lot of my questions answered, but a lot more of them have...

Gonna kick myself in the butt and finally start Hey, Space Cadet! Link: UWU Number of Chapters: At least 1, aiming for 2.

Dorien resisted the urge to grit his teeth as Winona spoke. Nope. No. His head was clear. All good. He smiled up at Odette as he removed another splinter, only to see she’d already moved her eyes away. “That’s ironic. I don’t think you’ve ever had a Girl’s Night Out in your life,” he teased...

What a boring ass fucking dare. A dunk tank? When was somebody going to do something more juicy? Dorien had thought that a multiverse version of this juvenile game would be far more fun, but it was turning out to be on a similar level. And this one was taking all her time in the world to do...

“Mm, this should be good,” Odette said. She flinched as Dorien pulled another splinter out of her knuckle with the tweezers. “Hey, chill,” she threatened. “Maybe don’t punch a splintered wooden wall next time, yeah?” Dorien said flatly.

They eventually made it over to the booth. Dorien headed inside, and when Odette tried to follow, he turned around and pointed to the bench that was right outside of it. "No, you're going to go sit," he said. She quirked a brow at him. She tried not to raise her voice, but she damn well...

"Oh believe me. I'm already very concerned myself." She felt her eye starting to twitch, and the tighter she balled her fists, the more they hurt, and the more blood she felt pouring out. The corners of her eyes prickled with involuntary tears from the absolute ache she was feeling. Dorien...

Odette stopped in her tracks and got visibly tense. She tucked her hands behind her back, as if that would somehow erase her injuries. With a very wonky smile, she forced a laugh. "Ah, nothing," she said. "Just the, uh, mosquitos." She inhaled sharply. "I have, um...diagnosed anger management...

Dorien eventually managed to coax Odette out of the busted booth, and Odette very reluctantly let him. They'd both certainly heard the announcement that the game was starting, but Dorien had grown more concerned with finding a first-aid booth. He assumed it had to be back in the direction they'd...

Odette stomped away, making herself sparse back in the sea of game booths. She took a couple minutes to examine the area, before setting down the water bottle and digging into her pockets. With a frown, she grasped Odile's ball, unlocked it, and pushed down on the release button. In a flash of...

Odette tilted her head down to stare up at Robin from under her brows, which were raised doubtfully. A prickle of anger was forming in her back, as much as she was willing it off. "You're sounding a little upset," she said. "Remind me to watch the jokes I try to make with you, then." She...

Odette's smile was gone now. Clearly Robin hadn't caught the joke, and was now legitimately upset. Well, fuck. That wasn't the intent here. She shifted her weight onto her other leg uncomfortably and crossed her arms. "Trust me, my bug isn't going anywhere," she said sternly. She did well in...

Dorien had half a mind to follow Odette over to wherever she was going with those women. Odette was a woman who swung both ways, wasn't she? So surely those other girls could have been wooing her as he sat there with his thoughts. First the men, now the girls? Could he not fucking take her...

Odette hummed to herself, once again holding up her hands. “Surely not. That was far too much excitement for me in one day,” she said in an exaggerated voice. She proceeded to follow Kora’s gaze over to Dorien, who had taken to sitting in the shade of another booth and was fanning himself with...