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she felt a small flutter in her chest, appreciating the small but kind gesture. a deep breath was taken, not knowing how much she needed it. “well … no one right now. tried to go on a couple of dates, but just wasn’t feeling them.” she admitted with a shrug.
reaching over to brush a loose brunette strand behind her ear. just something comforting, knowing how discussing her sister could get. “ what about me, can i judge who you’re seeing? i’m really good at reading aura’s. ” lighter tone.
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, but she can’t judge who i’m seeing or what i’m doing 24/7 .”
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the brunette fidgeted with her fingers with a small sigh, gaze returning to amber once she laid down on her back. tilting her head slightly as she listened. “ wellll .. it’s a good thing we don’t live together anymore. she can text & call all she wants ,
perking up at the little ramble, snickering at the loss of tara’s gaze. rolling over, back against the mattress. better look at her face now from the low angle. “ hm? do i know what you mean? heh, we both know your sister would [ + ]
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tara grinned slightly at amber’s words. hate was a strong word, but sam definitely wasn’t fond of her. “yea, something like that. she doesn’t need to know the details of you touching me— i mean .. you know what i mean.” back to blushing again, gaze averting.
eyes follow tara’s hand, watching the book fall, squinting. attention returning to her. “ awh, so sam still hates my guts, i’m guessing? ” words ooze smugness. “ i told her i wouldn’t lay a finger on you … unless you asked. ”
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tara watched amber’s gaze to the journal, shoving it off the bed with a small grin. wanting the attention solely on herself. she rolled her eyes a bit. “ maybe … i just kept up with it. but i am* an adult, you know … i can make my own decisions. i’m here with you, aren’t i ?”
it was as easy as that. shoulder leant against tara’s, brows raised. that response only peaks her curiosity even more, glancing at the journal. “ therapist? you still do that? … let me guess, your sister’s idea. ”
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ reading on the couch with an oversized hoodie on … dnd unless you can entertain her. ⠀⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀ the smaller brunette scooted over, already forgetting about being a brat & why she was ignoring amber in the first place. she turned her head slightly to look at her, the smallest grin on her lips. “not necessarily secrets … my therapist suggested it.” ⠀⠀⠀⠀
arms raise out of defense, unable to hide the growing amusement, grinning. “ what? i’m just standing here. ” nudging the girl over, laying beside her. elbows propped on the mattress. “ you keeping secrets now, carpenter? why can’t i [ + ]
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tara was laying on her stomach on her bed, picking up her phone and going on tiktok to distract herself. “what do you want, amber?”
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holding her breath as she noticed amber inching closer, but she kept her gaze locked on the paper. cheeks blushing just a little as she became increasingly more flustered. quick to shut her journal, pushing it aside.
standing, creeping up to loom over the paper, head tilted. wanted to know what she was writing in that s͟uper 𝙥rivate journal of hers. was that a crime?
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