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For this round, we want to see prompts that are based on settings or locations! For your prompts, please provide a location or setting. It can be as specific or as abstract as you want, and can be in any medium you prefer!
POINTS - BONUS ROUNDS
For prompts: 10 points each (maximum of 150 prompt points per team per round)
For fills:
First 4 fills by any member of your team: 100 points each
Fills 5-10: 50 points each
Fills 11-20: 40 points each
Fills 21-50: 30 points each
Fills 51+: 25 points each
Fill: Team Webcomics/Webtoons
Date: 2024-09-01 07:12 pm (UTC)Words: 392
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Look. It's not that you don't like parties. It's not even that you don't like this party specifically, or that Kokoro is late and you still sort of think of everyone here as her friends that you're also sort of friends with. You're just really tired today, and no matter how you sit, you can't get comfortable. When Bud catches you shivering under a blanket, she touches your forehead and immediately sends you to her room. She won't take no for an answer, not that you're particularly interested in objecting. You're exhausted, and there's a dull ache coming from your bones, and a bed sounds really nice right now, even if it isn't your own.
You must have fallen asleep instantly, because the next thing you notice is the sound of the door opening and the bed creaking as someone else climbs in and wraps an arm around you from behind.
"Kokoro?" you say dully.
She responds with a kiss to the back of your neck. "I'm here."
"But... the party. And this is Bud's room."
"I know, silly, she's the one who sent me here. And there'll be other parties. Right now I've got a sick girlfriend. That's what Bud said - 'your girlfriend's sick, go take care of her.' "
Girlfriend. You're still not used to that. You're not sure if you ever will be.
And then, with a belated realization: "If I'm sick, won't I get you sick too?"
"That sounds like a problem for future me," she responds. "Maybe future you can take care of future me. Current me is here to take care of you. Is there anything you need?"
"No," you say, and you wiggle your way closer to her. "I'm just cold."
Kokoro gives you a squeeze. "Then I'll warm you up."
You should probably feel awkward about this. You've only kissed, what, five times now? And now you're lying in bed next to each other, and it isn't even your bed, and there are a bunch of people just down the hall who all know you're there. But you can't care about any of that. All you know is that you feel safe, and you finally feel warm, and you are so, so very tired. If Kokoro says anything else, you don't hear it. You're already asleep.
She's still there when you wake up.