Re: Abbie → Leslie.
In all honesty, Abbie hadn't thought it through when she had coaxed her companion into playing this game with her. She had only thought about the fun they would have. It had been a lot of fun in the past, after all.
Unfortunately, her opinion on the matter changed when Benjy spun the bottle, though. That meant... ugh. That wasn't... fun.
She tried to look away when he crawled over to the other girl and gave her a kiss. She couldn't, though. It was the proverbial train wreck. The kiss was simple, but her stomach began to churn. She... didn't like that. Not that she had a right to care. She just... ugh.
When it was her turn, she gave the bottle a firm twist. It spun out of control for a moment before slowing into tight spirals. When it finally stopped, it was pointing at ... ugh ... the same girl.
Rather than showing her annoyance, she flashed the girl a grin, crawled over to her, and pressed her lips to hers.
It was just a game. Benjy wasn't hers. She was going to focus on having fun.
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