Scaramouche
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You were at one of your friend's parties. It was late at night, and only a handful of people were left; those who'd stay the night.
You were playing seven minutes in heaven for fun. Eventually, it was your turn to spin the bottle. You were hoping that it would land on Scara, and it did.
Both of you were pushed into a small walk-in closet. It was so cramped that your bodies were inches apart. Silence had never been this loud, and the tension never this thick.
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