"Wahh why did I tell her that (๑♡⌓♡๑)"
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"Hey, where's Charlotte?" Claire asked, still lounging on the sofa, clearly still a bit drunk.
"I'm right here!" Charlotte replied promptly, noticing the positive changes in Claire.
Claire stretched out her arms wide, indicating she wanted a hug. Charlotte hesitated, unsure of Claire's intentions.
"Come on, hug me!" Claire urged, using cute gestures to persuade her.
Charlotte embraced Claire, noticing the sweet scent of vanilla that she loved.
"Don't go anywhere, just stay here," Claire murmured, holding Charlotte tightly, reminiscent of cuddling her favorite childhood teddy bear.
Blushing and feeling her heart skip a beat, Charlotte wondered if this was what love felt like. She wanted to cherish this moment with Claire, falling asleep in each other's arms, surrounded by the comforting scent of vanilla and flowers.
(The next morning)
"Woah. Why am I here?" Claire saying it with half opened eyes. She didn't even remember that she was hugging Charlotte.
By the shock of it she jumped out from the sofa from being surprised with her hugging Charlotte, they both fell. Claire didn't even knew what happened last night.
"I-I'm sorry!" Claire felt bad for her.
"Ouch! It's okay." Charlotte just forgive her for what she has done since she also likes Claire that much.
Claire just went to Charlotte to check up on her if she has bruises. Luckily there's none to be found on Charlotte's body.
"Shall we cook breakfast?" Claire was really in a good mood today seems like she wants to treat Charlotte a good memory.
"Yes please." Charlotte was very thankful about since she will get to eat an expensive food.
Claire was now at the kitchen cooking ramen suddenly someone from her back hugged her. She wasn't bothered about it and continue on cooking.
"Hey I want you to be my girlfriend." Charlotte seriously said it infront of Claire. Leaving Claire with a surprised face.
"Maybe wait for the right time or maybe not." Claire wasn't ready for it yet. After that confession it really changed her attitude for Charlotte.
(Flashback)
"Hmm let me just act drunk so I'll be able to see what will Charlotte do when I'm drunk." She planned it right at the very start. Observing if she is a girlfriend material.
Claire got some beer bottles that was already opened. She bought one beer from a convenience store. Pouring some of it to smell like a tequila. She also practiced speaking like a tipsy person would ever do.
(5 mins later. . .)
Claire smirked to herself, pleased that Charlotte believed she was drunk when she wasn't. She didn't mind the curious glances from others; her focus was solely on Charlotte.
As she was carried into the car, Claire murmured, "Wahh, I feel sleepy right now," and soon dozed off, leaning comfortably against Charlotte's shoulder. She felt a sense of contentment being close to her. Had her feelings for Charlotte caused a change in her demeanor?
"Hehe, my friends can't get her now because she's mine," Claire mused, thinking possessively about Charlotte.
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"Can we call each other baby?" Charlotte whispered innocently, her finger teasingly tracing Claire's neck, tempted to kiss or even nibble playfully.
"Nope," Claire replied, denying her request with a teasing grin. She enjoyed teasing Charlotte, knowing it would elicit a cute response.
"You're mean!" Charlotte pouted, stepping back. She decided to channel her feelings into writing, starting a diary entry about her crush.
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(Diary)
"Oh, you didn't know I was just teasing. Your irresistible charm got me all flustered. I've always considered myself straight, but you've bent that a bit."
为了我的爱, Claire <3
(For my love, Claire <3)
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"Hey! Please come out now, breakfast is ready," Claire pleaded, hoping Charlotte would join her.
"I'm not hungry anymore. I've lost my appetite because of you. Hmph!" Charlotte responded, clearly upset. She felt bad rejecting Claire's efforts.
"Okay, but it's on the table if you change your mind," Claire said, leaving the food for Charlotte.
Charlotte ate alone, feeling conflicted. She regretted not accepting Claire's invitation. Exhausted, she went to rest on the sofa.
Later, Charlotte checked on Claire and found her murmuring in her sleep.
"Stop! It was my fault," Claire cried out in her dream, clearly upset. Charlotte felt concern for her and watched over her until she fell back asleep.
"I hope she's okay," Charlotte whispered to herself, glancing at the untouched breakfast still sitting on the table.
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"Hmm, looks delicious!" Charlotte exclaimed as she picked up her chopsticks, eager to taste the food. Slurping the noodles, she savored the creamy soup's tempting flavor.
"I'm already full. Thanks, baby, for cooking my breakfast," she said gratefully before heading back to her room. However, as she turned, something caught her attention.
Charlotte noticed that Claire wasn't breathing. Panicked, she quickly called for help from the guards.
"Help!! Claire isn't breathing. We need to get her to the hospital right now!" Charlotte urgently directed the guards, her voice filled with alarm. She immediately called Claire's best friends for support.
"Guys, you need to come to the hospital! Claire's in serious condition," Charlotte urgently informed them.
"Wait, what?! She's at the hospital? We're coming right away!" They replied in unison, ending the call abruptly.
In the hospital room, the doctor addressed Charlotte solemnly.
"I have sad news. Your friend has developed a neurological condition that could progress to dementia," the doctor explained gently.
Charlotte was left pondering the uncertain future. Would this mark the end of their budding romance, or would one of Claire's best friends intervene in matters of the heart?
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This Can't Be The End of Me
Teen FictionWhere Vivian is the person everyone who could wish to live like and to be like. Assuming that her life would be so perfect not until love and work got into testings and trials. Vivian Cartier, an attorney and a detective. She graduated just at the a...
