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Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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The camera angle switched, shifting lower to show his hands moving to slip off her dress before cutting away to the end of the night. She slipped on a silky black robe, plucked a small wad of cash of the nightstand, and looked in the mirror, fixing her lip gloss. She looked at the still asleep guy in bed, smiled slyly, and walked away just in time for the second verse. "I survived. Barely."

The camera angle switched, shifting lower to show his hands moving to slip off her dress before cutting away to the end of the night. She slipped on a silky black robe, plucked a small wad of cash of the nightstand, and looked in the mirror, fixing her lip gloss. She looked at the still asleep guy in bed, smiled slyly, and walked away just in time for the second verse. "I survived. Barely."

"This is like, a music video, but an unofficial one,"

"It. Took. Forever. Seriously, we were filming this for 2 weeks. And editing was an absolute bitch. But we won first place sooo." The second verse was away from the bar, during the day after his night with her. There were flashbacks to the night before, as much as he tried to shake them off and at the start of the night, he was back at the bar and back with her again.

"Ooo, he back," Ryan laughed.

"I was like 15 or 16 when this video was created. Let that sink in." She chuckled. The door shut but when it opened again it was a different guy saying Flo's lines, an angry girl trailing after him. However, she stood in the doorway, a smirk evident on her face. The angry girl was the guy's girlfriend. He had caught him with her. She didn't care, she just wanted the money.

"Oh shit, that's rapey," Ryan smiled.

"Says the guy who had sex with a 17-year-old." She smirked. The last chorus kicked in with the original two together once again, despite a phone's constant buzzing in the background. The chorus ended with the two the next morning. "Sooo, same time tonight?" He asked curiously. She smiled in her now typical sexy way. "Oh you know it baby. See you tonight." He smiled, leaned down, and kissed her before they parted ways. The video kicked into the credits, a different recorded outro, introducing all the actors and explaining that nothing actually happened, it was all a trick of the camera.

"Hey! 17 isn't that bad and no one stopped me, to be fair I also didn't know how old you were when it happened."

(Do you remember what page you came in on?)

(178. I've been here a while.)
"Still happened." She giggled. "So I should probably explain, I am not that confident. That was a character. One of my favorites to play, actually! I call her The Mistress. You know, that hot girl in the bar that it doesn't matter how drunk you are, you will cheat on your girlfriend or wife or whatever without batting an eyelash just for her? Yeah, that's The Mistress. Girls hate her, guys adore her."

"Yeah, I know about that kind of girl. They're like sirens,"

"She's one of my favorites. I love acting like a confident, sexy bitch and messing with people's heads it's so much fun. What's next?" She flicked to the next video and smiled. "Here's one where I'm actually performing on stage. I fucking love this song, people just don't get it." This time it was her and another boy as the kind of main characters, playing out the roles according to the song. (Killer by The Ready Set. I adore this song.)

Ryan watched with a smile, "Hey Belle?" Ryan whispered hopefully, "Can I have a hand?"

"Umm, sure? With what?" She didn't want to pause her watching. It'd been such a long time since she'd seen her heartbreaker character.

"No, a literal hand," he kept his voice at a whisper and grabbed at her hand. He was just being a dork and wanted her hand.

"Oh, sure." She grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers together. "That better?"

"Yes thank you," he smiled and held her hand, he didn't even care which one he got, both hand something to focus on. If he got her right hand he could look at her wrist and of he got her left, he could spin her ring.

She was right handed so she used that to hold the phone, letting him grab her left. She glanced at the only tattoo that was usually noticeable. "Hmm, should I change this one? I'm really thinking I should either get rid of it or replace it." She ran her thumb over the smooth black ink on her skin.

“Dying? Why are you dying?” He opened his eyes with tired concern.

“Age. Like everyone else.”

"Your cells don't start dying naturally until the age of 23-26, you aren't dying, you're growing,"

"I guess, but every year we celebrate getting one year further from birth and closer to death sooo."

"I guess, but every year we celebrate getting one year further from birth and closer to death sooo."

"Unless you live forever,"

"Which I personally don't. But I'm guessing you might?"

She was right handed so she used that to hold the phone, letting him grab her left. She glanced at the only tattoo that was usually noticeable. "Hmm, should I change this one? I'm really thinking I should either get rid of it or replace it." She ran her thumb over the smooth black ink on her skin.

"Don't get rid of it," his eyes widened, it gave him focus sometimes, "Change it, maybe but don't make it go away!"

"Which I personally don't. But I'm guessing you might?"

"You don't know, you could,"

"How would I live forever?" Lillian laughed slightly.

"Really? Why not? It's cute, yeah, but I don't know if I like it as much now that I've had it for like 5 years."

"How would I live forever?" Lillian laughed slightly.

"I don't know, I'm not that smart," he yawned.

"Really? Why not? It's cute, yeah, but I don't know if I like it as much now that I've had it for like 5 years."

"I need it now, it's too late. You should have gotten rid of it before I fell in love with you,"