all these questions in her head,
snapping out of it after a few seconds, washing her hands, drying them and walking to the clubroom
she-
she forgot to wash her face.
"I'm back!"
she expressed, trying to look composed and 'normal'
" y - yeah i'll see you
'good on me'
she repeated quietly as monika left
she walked up to the sink, only to look onto the mirror
her face was full of lipstick
she immediately freezes, did all that just happen?
is there really going to be more in a bedroom?
-
She turned back around, the sweetest smile painting her face. She gave her interested party a good look, admiring her face.
"My lipstick does look good on you..."
Monika commented before turning to dry her hands.
"See you in the club room?"
she nodded at the request.
trying to catch her composure
"I - I'd love to walk you home..
b - but -
i - i have a question
what-
what does this make us?"
she asked nervously, as she's new to dating and its stages.
when monika broke the kiss, she pushed herself a little forward, as if her body didn't want it to end, her eyes, they seemed needy.
but she was quickly able to snap out of it
"r - right-
bathrooms are gross ."
After a few moments Monika broke the kiss, panting softly as she caught her breath...
"Mhmm... I'd enjoy taking you now but... a bedroom might be an easier and more comfortable environment..."
She leaned back, wiping her lips on her sleeves. Giggling softly at the confused
she gained a bit of confidence, her own hands trailing on monika's side, down to her hips, feeling her curves in the process
first date-
she really wants her for the long run?
she's surprised to hear such words
but she's loving it.
she's completely devoted to monika.
"laid -?"
she's not processing this very well.
is she getting laid right now?
she doesn't know.
she just melted with the kiss, allowing monika do as she pleased, letting out a pleased light moan.
her own tongue swirling around monika's .
-
Her hands roamed her body, feeling Haley's curves between undoing a few buttons of the uniform. The hands were lazy, taking their time in exploring the girl's body, much more focused on the kiss at the moment.
confident for so - someone who just dragged me into a bathroom."
she paused
"b - but..."
her smile softened, she's gaining some composure , her body loosening a tad
"I wouldn't mind finding out what you mean."
"firsts?"
she tried to come up with a clever response but monika has successfully stolen every inch of her thoughts from her brain.
she let out a nervous little laugh with that final comment, looking away before looking right back again
"y - you know, monika , you're really -
Monika giggled, leaning in to plant a kiss on Haley's cheek.
"I guess I have a thing for messy girls... You're pretty and I like how I put you on edge~"
She spoke softly, not wanting to risk being heard by anyone wondering by.
"I hope I can be many more firsts for you?~"
" i - i wasn't -
prepared for this"
she laughed nervously
"m - my first kiss -
with-
the hottest girl i know-"
eyes gazing back up to monika's own
she doesn't know how to properly react
Haley froze-
she couldn't mutter any words as if she forgot how they worked
"You..."
she swallowed, it was a heavy swallow,
that kiss...
it stayed in her mind
eyes flickering to her loosened clothing, then her cleavage...
that mole is very,,,, attractive
-
straightening herself, desperately trying to look composed.
waited a few more seconds before slipping out the of classroom, to the bathroom
"i'm gonna die here"
she whispered
she spent the next thirty seconds after monika left. . .
processing everything that just happened
Haley then stared at the note...
then at the door.
then at the note again...
her face once again turning a bright red .
she also noticed the other girls staring at her .-
"no . . way... "
quickly turning the note face down.
'bathroom..?'
she repeated in her head.
her heart practically launched itself to her throat.
she put the note in her pocket and quickly got up, hitting her knee on her desk in the process
"ow-!"-
"gross.
I just hold it in.
I hate throwing up too."
she swayed her body a bit around,
"but i'd rather eat. since . . i have no friends to let my emotions out.
i feel like a loser sometimes- all the time"
"..didn't think i look THAT much like a girl-"
He paused for a moment, visibly thrown off by shared coping mechanisms.
"i mean..i tried that, but just ended up throwing up afterwards-"