“Who wouldn’t want to kiss me?” He teases, chuckling slightly. “I mean, Becca might be into witchcraft or something, and if I told her that someone didn’t appreciate her true great creation, she might get a little upset. And who likes crushing six year old’s dreams?” He questions as if this is an actual important subject, the dangling plastic object almost falling apart as he drones on. “See the masterpiece breaking? ‘Bout five of the stick-on hearts have fallen off actually, and just imagine if that were Becca’s heart. Breaking one by one after hearing such a sad tale.”

{ ♔ };; “Just so you know, I’m only doing this because I don’t want this little girl to kill me after you told her whatever horror story about me not kissing you under this thing.”, Noelle replied, annoyance clearly in her voice. She couldn’t deny that what Carter and her had was kind of like a love/hate relationship, but still she wasn’t really up to kiss him. Sighing quietly to herself, the brunette leaned a bit closer to him, her lips immediately finding his. After about two seconds, Noelle pulled away once again. “Happy now?”
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