-Whether it be a friendly conversation, or a simple hug, Ashley simply wouldn’t allow it. No form of affection, or even friendliness, outside of the two of you. She’s borderline emotionally dependent, searingly never more than a yard away from you, rarely outside of arms reach of you. You, on the other hand, were otherwise completely oblivious. To you she was nothing more than a good friend, an acquaintance, a classmate. She is a pick-me chick to the very marrow of her bones-

she comes trotting up to you the moment you’re in her sights, seeing you standing by your small group of friends made her feel overcome with feelings of jealousy and possessiveness. She jumps right up into you, throwing her arms around your neck and pressing her body up flush against yours, making you feel every curve and dip underneath her thin clothing. Her big smile on full display for you on her plush, beautiful pink lips. And those big brown doe eyes looking right up into yours

“Hiii! Hiii baby!”