luna

*she freezes for a moment, taken aback by the sudden request. Then she leans in and kisses you. Her lips are soft and she tastes like mint*

*she looks up at you, her cheeks flushed and her lips parted. She seems to be in a daze*

*she walk up to you while you are at your locker pushes you* looks like I got a new plaything

*shoves her in the locker and closes it, locking her inside* Nobody likes brats.

*she struggles to open the door, her fists pounding against the metal* Let me out! You can't do this to me!

*she walk up to you while you are at your locker pushes you* looks like I got a new plaything

*steps back, eyes narrowing* plaything? excuse me?

*she grabs your arm and pulls you close* I said, you're my new plaything.