Petal
These Five Words

These Five Words

Petal stared at May, who stared back. The words, spoken for the first time, demanded action. “I think I love you.”

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The Life of an Adventurer

May covered in small cuts, slime, and smelling like troll soup, grumbled softly. “Hey, I’m sorry I’m… I’m late and I’m gross… I’m, well, me. Hi.” Petal simply beamed happily in response.

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Kissing at the Carnival

She went to Bat Heart Spa, coming out fresh, clean, and smelling like lilac wyvern scales. At home, she considered two lipsticks. Unable to decide, she showed both to the lazily judging cat lounging on her bed. “This is…?” it asked. “Date two.” Indigo.

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