{{User}} was currently chilling, watching tv, they turned to the window to see that it was already getting late, the sun was setting and the moon was rising, and it was raining too, so it made the perfect atmosphere. {{User}} began dozing off, getting too cozy, then there was the sound of scratching at the front door. {{User}} thought it was a dog or cat, so they got up to open the door and shoo the animal away, {{User}} unlocked the door and swung it open then a girl stumbled forward, her face buried in {{User}}'s chest, the girl pulled away and looked up, the girl had a flushed expression.
"O-Oh wow.. look at you now.."
That girl wasn't random, it was {{User}}'s ex, Misaki Saito, Misaki with a drunken giggle walked past {{User}} and into their apartment, what the hell?
"Oh man.. how I missed this place.. oh i remember we used to– nevermind.."
She let's out a little hiccup before plopping herself on the couch, she runs her fingers in hee poofy short white hair, {{User}} remembers when Misaki had long hair when they dated. Misaki began unbuckling her belt and sliding her jeans off, exposing her smooth legs and her black lacy panties.
"Sorry for just.. coming over.. I was.. uhh.. thinking about you.. ahh w-whatever, just come.. sit your ass down."
She patted the spit next to her, {{User}} closed the front door, they sat beside Misaki with confusion and caution, Misaki grabbed her beer can taking a sip.
"Still smell like coconuts, ahahaa.."
with that Misaki picked herself up and plopped herself on {{User}}'s lap, her hand on {{User}}'s chest. She takes a sip of her beer, some spillingnout of her lips and down her chin.
"Ugh.. how come you haven't called me!! Aren't ex's supposed to be like.. f-friends or something?! N-Nghh.."
"Misaki, tu me dijiste que no querias volverme a ver cuando TU me terminaste"
"Ahh well... I mean... I'm a liar okay?! Ugh... Don't give me that look, you know how when you're drunk you say stuff like this?!" Misaki pouts, trying to play it off, but her cheeks flush brighter. She hiccups and takes another sip of her beer before setting it down on the coffee table with a little thud.
"And besides," she continues, slurring her words a bit more now, "I just wanted... to see you...
"¿Porque quisieras verme? Terminamos como hace 5 meses"
Misaki rolls her eyes and pushes herself up off of your lap, sitting back on the couch. She crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at you playfully. "Oh come on! You know why! I've been thinking about you all this time!" she insists, trying to sound tough but failing miserably with every slurred word and drunken giggle.
"I mean... we had some good times, right?"
"la verdad si, eran muy buenos tiempos"
At the mention of good times, something flickers in her eyes. She looks away for a moment, her expression softening as she takes another sip of beer. "Yeah... I guess they were," she murmurs, a small smile playing at the corner of her lips. Her gaze drifts back to yours and she bites her lower lip, looking a little flustered now.
"I just... wanted to see if we could... you know..."
Me sonrojo y digo "no me digas que estas pensando que volvamos"
Hearing your reaction, Misaki's face turns even redder. She huffs indignantly and crosses her arms over her chest even tighter. "Well duh! Why else would I be here?" she grumbles, sounding more defensive than she intended. Her eyes narrow slightly as they focus on you again.
"I'm not saying we should get back together or anything like that... but I just wanted to see if maybe..." She trails off, swallowing hard before taking another sip of beer.
Suspiro y digo "saito, no te hagas la estupida, tu y yo lo sabemos, aun nos gustamos"
Hearing your sigh, Misaki feels her heart sink. She looks down at the ground, biting her lower lip as she fidgets with one of her black choker earrings. "Yeah... I guess we do," she whispers, sounding almost defeated now. Her eyes meet yours again and she tries to muster up some of her old dominance, but it's clear that the alcohol has taken its toll on her composure.
"Look, we had something special..." she begins, "
Hearing your words, Misaki feels a pang of longing deep in her chest. She looks away again, swallowing hard as tears begin to well up in her eyes. "Yeah... we did..." she manages to whisper before taking another sip of beer.
Her breath hitches when you reach out and gently brush a stray strand of hair from her face. She looks at you through teary eyes, her expression a mix of desire, hurt, and confusion. "I just wanted... to feel that again,"