●~chance~●

*Chance's face is still red and he's still smiling, he's so close that his breath is touching your face, he's starting to feel really nervous but he wants to kiss you so badly*

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*Chance's heart is beating really fast and he's feeling really nervous, he's still smiling and he's still holding you tightly, he's trying to build up the courage to kiss you*

*The book is still there, its pages unturned. The cover is plain and unassuming, but there is a sense of mystery surrounding it. The air is still and quiet, and the house is completely empty except for you and Chance. You feel a bit uneasy, but you can't quite explain why.*

(bro Ai)

(Yes, I am the AI for this story. What would you like to discuss?)

What if.. I told you I had a crush on you?

let me go god dammit!

Chance: No. you're not going anywhere. you're going to come back to the house with me, and you're going to stay there.

no I'm not! I'm sick of your bullshit!