forum Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

Started December 04, 2018 by @KalamariCakes

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"From kissing," he kept echoing. John was a little glad he was drunk. Sober him would never let her this close.

Lol!)

"From kissing," he kept echoing. John was a little glad he was drunk. Sober him would never let her this close.

Jane giggled softly.

John cupped her whiskey-flushed cheeks.

Slowly, she pressed forward until their lips delicately brushed.

Okedoke!)

The soldier's eyes fluttered shut.

Lol!!!)

Who needs antidepressants when you have Andrane? )

The soldier's eyes fluttered shut.

Jane tasted the whiskey on his breath. She ran her fingers through his soaked hair. She leaned into the kiss.

He lifted a hand against her chest and pushed her off of him. The fog of whiskey was thick, and curse him as his rational self panicked and out distance between him and potential for love. "Ic— I can't, I uh," John breathed. For as much as the idea of unrequited love haunted him with beautiful hopes, the real life encounter of it made his heart burn with fear. He never knew why. There was nothing more frustrating than this paradox.

Jane gasped. She lowered her gaze, ashamed. "I'm sorry, I… I shouldn't have…"

He gripped the seat of his chair. "I've never been kissed before.." John admitted. Still drunk, he felt more openly honest.

"N-Neither have I," she replied shakily. "Did… Did I not do it right?"

"You did fine," Great, actually, "I.. I've.. I don't know hiw to deal with.. Women," he laughed pitifully.

"As I said before, I think you'll like me."

He smiled softly, "Can I walk you home?"

“I would love that,” she said, her smile returning.