B R E A K. M E. D O W N.

[CrimsonMoon]

" My stomach is... Weird.." She whispers, her cool nose resting against his cheek," But ok... What about you?"

(I think imma go to bed now xDDD)

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"Just feeling hot.." He sighed.

(Nighty night!)

[CrimsonMoon]

She nods and mumbles 'same'... The heat on her stomach had seemed to collect and grow... It... Wasnt comfortable... But it was mot bad either...

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Chance looked at her, worried, "Where do you feel it?"

[CrimsonMoon]

She glances wearily at him, his outline a bit blurred,"... Huh..?"

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"T-The heat..where do you feel it?" Chance asked.

[CrimsonMoon]

She hums softly and presses her face into his neck,".. My stomach..." She mumbles

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"M-Mine too.." Chance exhaled softly and closed his eyes. Was it okay for them to be this close? He felt strange, like he shouldn't be, but yet he wanted to..

[CrimsonMoon]

She breathes in his human smell and feels even dizzier, like he was adding to the feeling,"... What should we do..?"

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"What /can/ we do?" Chance sounded a bit desperate, "I don't even know what this feeling is. It's making my head spin." Truthfully, being close to Rosemary was making it worse, like his body was feeding off of her energy.

[CrimsonMoon]

She fidgets faintly,"... Maybe...'we should do what we think is... Right...." She mumbles carefully, sitting up as much as she could

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Chance blinked at her, not quite comprehending, "What..do you mean?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" I dunno!" She sighs and huffs," Bu whenever i get close to you... I get really hot but it gets better.."

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Chance nodded, clasping his hands together, "I know what you mean..I feel the same way when I get close to you."

[CrimsonMoon]

She nods and sits up shakily,"... Ugh... I can't take this..." She mumbles, starting to wrestle off her T-shirt," I'm too hot...!"

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Chance's hazel eyes widened, "R-Rosemary..!"

[CrimsonMoon]

" What?" She whines, stopping short of her chest and looking at him with a weary expression

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"That's..that's not appropriate," Chance mumbled, glancing away.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Eh? Whats not appropriate? Those whitecoats always made me strip for 'examination'," she growls softly," I feel like i'm on fire... I dunno what else to do.." She mumbles

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Chance tugged at the hem of his shirt, "I know, I know...I just...I dunno. It seems wrong."