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- Jun 26, 2016
That little witch? Like, why couldn't she just be her witch?.. With a b? And why was she so drawn to her in the first place anyway? Ever since Hollie realised she had a thing for her, she had been orbiting her like a lovesick little satellite. Always trying to land, but always swatted away. Love or hate? Well she was hated for sure. But she herself had grown to love hating her rival. A one sided desire unfortunately. One she couldn't quit perusing.
Alright. Another attempt to win her crush's heart then. And her arse. And all her body really. Would it be yet another tally mark among countless other failed tries? Well this one was a bit different. If she'd still be uninterested in becoming her gf still, then Hollie was actually gonna let it go. Mhm. Still refusing to spread her legs for her? Would still hate to hop like a bunny on her lap after this one-hour meeting? Fine. She promised to just leave her alone in that case. Also though, she had a lil plan.
Not really trusting her to be in her place during this "date"? Whatever. It was fair, she supposed. So they met in a cafe. It was uncharacteristically empty at the time. Odd.. Anyhow, Hollie smilingly returned to their table, putting down the two cups of coffee she just grabbed from the bar. 'My Love' was written on one of them. With a wide smile, Hollie perched her bum on the seat across from her love, so to speak. Her head rested on the back of her hands, her eyes batting. "So.." she said, but was quickly cut off by the barista calling out from behind.
"Alright Hollie! Catch you later," he waved, exiting the place and closing the door. With that, they were alone. He owed her a favour really, now humouring her request and giving them this sudden privacy. What did Hollie do to make him owe her exactly? Well, no need to talk about that right now. Especially now.
Atop her bare thighs, just where her sweater dress ended, she placed her handbag, going through her stuff. "So, dyed my hair red. As you can see. What do you think?"
Alright. Another attempt to win her crush's heart then. And her arse. And all her body really. Would it be yet another tally mark among countless other failed tries? Well this one was a bit different. If she'd still be uninterested in becoming her gf still, then Hollie was actually gonna let it go. Mhm. Still refusing to spread her legs for her? Would still hate to hop like a bunny on her lap after this one-hour meeting? Fine. She promised to just leave her alone in that case. Also though, she had a lil plan.
Not really trusting her to be in her place during this "date"? Whatever. It was fair, she supposed. So they met in a cafe. It was uncharacteristically empty at the time. Odd.. Anyhow, Hollie smilingly returned to their table, putting down the two cups of coffee she just grabbed from the bar. 'My Love' was written on one of them. With a wide smile, Hollie perched her bum on the seat across from her love, so to speak. Her head rested on the back of her hands, her eyes batting. "So.." she said, but was quickly cut off by the barista calling out from behind.
"Alright Hollie! Catch you later," he waved, exiting the place and closing the door. With that, they were alone. He owed her a favour really, now humouring her request and giving them this sudden privacy. What did Hollie do to make him owe her exactly? Well, no need to talk about that right now. Especially now.
Atop her bare thighs, just where her sweater dress ended, she placed her handbag, going through her stuff. "So, dyed my hair red. As you can see. What do you think?"