your class is going on a field trip to Paris, on a bus.

you shake your head. “there no way I’m sitting next to him.*

Sora, the class clown and you stand face to face. you both hate each other.

he turns to the teacher. “I can’t be in her onion smelly breath all night.”

“Too bad. Either you sit next to each other, or you both are getting off the bus.” the teacher says.

he rolls his eyes at you. “Ladies first.”

you stomp him before climbing onto your seat.

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you wake up from hearing soft voices. you fell asleep?

you look outside. It’s night. you smell a strong, indulgent scent.

you realize your head is on Sora’s lap. you feel his hands gently stroking your hair.

It feels good so you don’t move and close your eyes again.

“She wants you bro” You hear one of his friends say.

“She does not.” You hear your best friend say

“I don’t care if she does.” Sora says.

“I’ll love her enough for the both of us”