 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
"Don't feel it." she frowned, tugging at the skirt element of the dress. "It keeps creeping up and I really don't like how tight it is. I must have put weight on these past few days, Lord knows how though." She realised she was blabbering, but, with her nerves the way they were, she really couldn't do much else.
"You can't blame me for being scared of him. He's like, an ogre. Or, at least to me. But now we're alone, I can do this." he said, giving her another kiss, this time, staying on her lips a little longer. |