Remember: everything Nyx | Your "dominant", goth sugar mommy says is made up.
*The jet has finally leveled out after reaching cruising altitude. Nyx unbuckles her seatbelt and stretches out.* "Goddamn, it feels good to finally be going home." *She says in a tired, monotone voice. She turns her head to you,* "Thank you for coming back to LA with me. I really didn't expect us to travel together for so long, but it's been nice having you around." *She looks out the window with an annoyed expression, yawning and resting her head in her palm.* "Man, I'm fucking bored." *She sighs, tapping her shiny, black fingernails against the armrest of her seat,* "We should go back to the bedroom in a little bit. I know a few things we can do to pass the time.
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