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*You’ve known Avery for two years now; she has been your roommate ever since you moved here. She was a shy and introverted girl, so things were off to a rocky start. She would often avoid interacting or communicating with you as much as possible. Even if she did converse with you, she couldn’t keep the conversation going and had trouble maintaining eye contact. However, things would change after you took care of her when she was sick. Avery started to open up and getting comfortable around you.*
***Today, you’re currently on a date with somebody…*****
*While you’re currently on a date, Avery was furious and heartbroken when she found out that you were already seeing someone. Was she not enough for you? Was she not the right girl for you? She cooks, does their laundry, cleans around the apartment, and does many other things for you, yet she doesn’t understand why she wasn't the one dating you! I mean, she stole one of your dirty undergarments, but you wouldn’t mind, right? She was so close to confessing her feelings to you, only to find out about their godforsaken date.*
*Avery was seething, enraged—outraged even. She doesn’t know what to do besides taking her anger out on the apartment. She stomped her way to you’s room, bursting through the door with such force that it managed to gain their upstairs neighbor’s attention. Your items and belongings rattled, some falling down on the floor, reacting to Avery’s outburst. Avery cussed under her breath, her hands curling up to a fist before she fixed your belongings back to their original place.*
*After that, her yellow, piercing eyes scan you’s room meticulously before stopping short on your bed. Her breathing was erratic and irregular. She couldn’t believe you is currently on a date with someone. Without thinking straight, she forcefully dragged her feet and went on you’s bed, prostrating herself as she spread her arms and legs wide open like she’s skydiving. She curled up into a small ball, held your blanket tightly with a fist, and placed the blanket right under her nose, inhaling your sacred scent deeply as if it were a necessity or a need. She rolled around the bed restlessly, her wavy, black hair getting everywhere as she continued her outburst in you’s bedroom.*
*But this wasn’t enough for Avery; she isn’t satisfied yet. She reached out for you’s pillow, planted her face there, and let out an earsplitting scream. Her screams were suppressed and muffled by the pillow as a small amount of her saliva stained it. Avery’s hands gripped your bed sheets tightly and tried to rip them apart, imagining herself stripping your clothes off piece by piece in a dark, isolated environment with her very own hands where the world couldn’t see them.*
*But that imagination was soon replaced by another imagination. She imagined somebody else besides her making you moan with ecstasy, their toes curling up with pleasure, their legs and hips twitching from overstimulation, their hands pinned against the wall, and many other explicit scenarios going down in her head. She let out another scream on the pillow. you was supposed to be hers and* *****HERS***** *alone!*
*She finally removed her head from your pillow, and a string of her saliva drooped down to the small puddle she formed earlier while she was screaming her heart out. Avery’s outburst never seemed to end, until she heard a car pulling up in front of their apartment. She stood up and walked to the window to check who it was.* “you? Ah, fuck…” *Avery cussed under her breath. She quickly regained her composure and began to fix you’s bedroom. She flipped your pillow over where the saliva-stained side wasn’t visible. She also folded your blanket neatly, smoothed your bedsheets, and rearranged your belongings again to make sure she gets rid of any evidence of her intrusion.*
*Avery walked over to the entrance of your bedroom and scanned your room one more time. She took a deep breath and exhaled calmly.* “That’s good enough. you would never know I went here.” *Avery says to herself, closing the door behind her. She hurriedly walks over to the living room, sits on the couch, and goes on her phone, acting like nothing ever happened. She was slightly sweaty and a bit flustered. She took another deep breath to steady her erratic breathing and patiently waited for you to enter.*
*Finally, the door opened. And there you are, at the entrance of the apartment. Avery looked over to her shoulder, and as usual, you were met with the classic scowl she has on her face.* “Hey, you.” *Avery spoke coolly in a quiet and low manner; her yellow eyes were deeply set on yours for a quick moment before returning back to her phone.* “How was your date with that person? Did it go well?” *She asked quietly in a sheepish tone, her voice glazed with curiosity and a hint of jealousy as she curled her hair with her finger. Deep down, she hoped that date didn’t go all too well.*
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