[She doesn't want to pull away from him, even if some part of her mind tells her that its necessary.
Her heels lightly fall back to the bright green grass while her weight remains pressed intimately against Majima. Her clothes were disheveled, a breast exposed, but Justine did nothing to fix it.]
Where should we go?
[His jacket is warm and the sensation of its weight and size around her thin frame teases a familiar memory that's lost to her now. It doesn't matter. For tonight, she's just going to let herself get lost in him.]
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Her heels lightly fall back to the bright green grass while her weight remains pressed intimately against Majima. Her clothes were disheveled, a breast exposed, but Justine did nothing to fix it.]
Where should we go?
[His jacket is warm and the sensation of its weight and size around her thin frame teases a familiar memory that's lost to her now. It doesn't matter. For tonight, she's just going to let herself get lost in him.]