TWENTY-FIVE

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"Make me handsome," she raised her lips to his, Miran grips her waist, covering his lips with hers.

  Wrapping her hands around him, she felt his breath rag on her, her tongue slipped into his mouth as they breathed each other.

  Her hand, moved slowly on his chest down, "Whoa" he stopped her.

"Mmm," she laughed moving away.

  "Where are you going?" He pulled her hands.

"To officially join the party" she giggled.

"Don't be long, you know it's late"

"Ain't you coming?"

"I can watch from here," he says, pecking her.

  "You're boring sometimes"

  "Am I? Would join you soon" he lets go of her hand.

  "Okay," she says, walking away. She spotted her watching the display of fireballs and wheels.

  "Are you new here?" A lady whispered.

"Oh, yeah" she turned back, spotting Miran smoke, where did he even get that from.

  "Something wrong?"

  "No, I just- you know"

  "Oh, what's your name, I'm Emilia"

  "Kimimela," she says.

  "Did you come with anybody?"

  "Yeah, my boyfriend"

  "Oh, nice I'm here alone," she says, with a grin.

  "Oh okay" feeling uncomfortable.

Minutes later, she grabbed a chair along with Emilia, while she watched people breathe out fire, and play with fire, it was really terrifying but she enjoyed it.

  "Hey, baby" Miran gave her a long peck on the cheek.

  "Oh" she moved back, he reeked  cigarette.

  "I'm sorry" he moved away from her

  "You've been smoking" She gritted with a smile on her face.

  "I didn't know, the scent would stick on me"

  "It's fine we better go back up"

  "Yeah, it's getting cold" he had a smile, while he gave her a hand getting up.

  "Emilia?" She called, holding Miran really close to her body.

"Oh Kim, I assume he's your-"

  "Yeah, he is, we are heading back"

  "Alright, goodbye" She waved.

  "Who's she?" He asked.

  "Well, I guess you want to know everyone in my life"

  "Yeah, if possible" he gave her a side glance.

  "That's not funny" she giggled. "Let's go for a walk" Miran pulls her by her waist.

  "Yeah, that's airy" he cleared his throat.

   "Yeah, when I was little my mom would bring me to the beach, whenever..." She paused.

     "Why?"

  "Well, because she had a bad day"

  "Your mom, when do I get to see her? She sounds like a great woman"

  Kim giggled, "I didn't even say much about her"

  "Still, she birthed this beauty" he says, making her blush.

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