X: *teleports and looks at him*

Vincent: *lays next to her and cuddles her* — Puppeteer: *looks at him and nods*

X: *pouts slightly but sighs, walking off* ‘better go home..’

Vincent: Cause you just left me *pulls my shirt off and smiles* — Puppeteer: No..! It was nice..

X: I don’t know how to explain.. *looks at him, pulling my hood up*

Vincent: *huffs and teleports after her* — Puppeteer: ..I don’t hate you..

X: *stands and rubs my eyes* i feel like everything I do lately is a wrong move.. that’s why I came out here

Vincent: *fallows her* — Puppeteer: .. *glances at him*

X: .. *looks down, speaking quietly* I don’t want to..

Vincent: ‘watch this’ And Puppeteer. Did you think about French kissing him? Puppeteer: *tenses, blushing brightly* Vincent: ‘there. We can go now’

X: *my eyes widen a little*

Vincent: Puppeteer. He kissed you and I know for a fact you liked it. You didn’t kill him when I was stopped so there’s something there. So just admit it. Puppeteer: .. *nods a little, looking away*

X: *looking at the ground, gripping my sleeve* She said I had a small chest and it instantly just brought me back to my human years. Being called fake for my sizes and being criticized,, It’s why I hate girls..And it’s why I get jealous easily.

Vincent: And Lucifer. Try not to be someone you’re not for him. He’s already spoiled by Kara. Puppeteer: Hey! Am not..!

X: The night Cyro had his... “friend”..? Help in an act to make me jealous..she kissed him. But that wasn’t what affected me the most.. It was when she commented on my body..

Vincent: Look. Puppeteer, you can’t just love dominant guys. There’s guys who are total softies who would be better then a pussy dominant guy. Puppeteer: *looks at the ceiling*

X: *sits and sighs, rubbing my face* There’s a reason I freaked out when you disappeared..

Vincent: *walks in, pulling Puppeteer* Me and Zy are the counselor now. *closes the door and throws Puppeteer onto the bed*

X: *looks down then at him* Can we talk? ‘She needs to let it go’

Vincent: *knocks on the door* Mk open up. — Puppeteer: *pulling my arm trying to get out of his grip* Mmmm..! Ugh..