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English
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IF U DONT MAKE A MOVE WITHIN THE NEXT 5 MINUTES
IMMA BELT THE CRAZY FROG SONG AND RUIN UR WHOLE DATE!!
IVE PRACTICED
Unfortunately, I can confirm that she's practiced.
Okay. I can do this.
My mouth is so cold.
Want me to warm it up for you?
Diya freezes.
OH MY GOD?? I FUCKED UP!!! I FUCKED UP!!
Diya gives her a nervous, very small nod.
WHAT???????!
Kiss her
Min crawls onto the table on all fours with a loud clatter.
Diya gasps as Min cups her face in her palms and catches her lips with hers.
Her mouth is cold, as advertised, and blue flavor.
Diya doesn't push her away, but she doesn't kiss back, either. Min can feel her trembling in her arms like a frightened rabbit.
Anxious, Min pulls back over the sounds of Akarsha's whooping and yodeling in the background.
Diya is clinging desperately to Min's jacket sleeves, a vivid blush coloring her cheeks.
Is this good?