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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Zo couldn't help a smile forming over her lips at Ryan being able to relate to having a friend just like she  had, the pressure was enormous,  so she simply gave in. Not to mention.. she was curious. What she didn't expect was the laugh, it was almost infectious.. until she heard Ryan exaplain exactly what the toy was. A deep, red blush consumed her cheeks. How could she not have thought of that? It seemed odd that she was so disconnected to being sexual, it was almost worrying. "She is both of those things," the blonde murmured softly, and rather bashfully. It was certainly an awkward meeting, it almost felt like she wanted to run and hide. Ryan, however, didn't seem to be genuinely laughing at her, so far the other woman seemed accepting, and amused. At least it was offering some kind of fun, even if it wasn't the fun the box intended.<br/>
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"You think? I think my parents were high when they named me." A warm smile caused her orbs to glisten with excitement. "Ryan, it's nice to meet you." At least they both weren't amused with the assholes. And thankfully, their race to hide in the city seemed an easier task than Zo had expected. Zo was breathless as she tried to adjust her clothing and steady her breathing. "Well it wasn't my fault it was so darn heavy," The blonde chuckled softly, the way Ryan was cracking up had the female laughing far more than she would've been. Normally, she'd be anxious over such a thing. Zo's gaze drifted down along the female, noticing the way her shirt was slightly shifted, what really attracted her was the glimpse of tattoos. The art looked incredible. There was nothing more appealing than beautiful artwork on an attractive woman. Yet, the longer she stared, the more she realized what she was doing. Memories of reprimanding filled her conscious and she swiftly directed her gaze elsewhere.<br/>
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"I hope so, someone should use that thing," The female shook her head slightly, "It looks like a monster." The woman almost shuddered as she shot a smile to Ryan, "Mine," She didn't even hesitate, even though she noticed the way Ryan glanced over her, or was it because of that? "I live around the corner, which is also why throwing around a dildo was not a good idea..." A soft laugh escaped her before she rolled her eyes, "But they totally deserved it. And I agree with that, I have some cheap port if that attracts you, I also may have some rum or whisky. Those I keep for emergencies." The blonde finally felt like her clothing was sorted before she set off toward the road that'd take them to her home. "At least it's a night I won't be forgetting any time soon." Zo couldn't help herself from chuckling, it was a truly crazy situation for her, but at least she hadn't been alone.<br/>
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It was a short walk, just ten minutes further into town. The blonde unlocked the main door in the old converted house before slipping in. "It's not much, but it's home." The female offered a hint of a smile to Ryan as she ascended the stairs to the second floor. Zoella opened the door to reveal a rather small studio apartment. As she stepped in and flicked on the lights, the place warmed up immediately. A soft mew echoed from the couch, causing the female to smile.  Soon enough, the soft sound of paws padding over the floor grew louder, a ball of black fur gazed up  toward the women before offering another greeting. "Who's a good boy?" The woman squat down to pick up the rather large black cat before easing him along her chest and shoulder. "This is Jax. He's a big teddy bear." The woman nuzzled her face into the feline, a warm smile crossed her lips as the purring began to ebb from the cute feline. <br/>
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Zo gave the cat one last cuddle before plopping him down onto his feet. "Now, whisky, rum or port?" The female chuckled as she reached up on her toes to just about reach the bottles on display above the countertop. Next, she grabbed two glasses and poured herself a double of whisky. It was going to be a hell of a kick, but she could do with it. Unable to resist, the female knocked back a good deal of the liquid with a soft cough following. "Just had one of those days. The dildo helped a lot though, in ways I hadn't thought of." Another warm blush rose in her cheeks as she chuckled, shaking her head slightly. The blonde placed her bag on the counter gently, rummaging through it  ever so slightly before drawing out a small teardrop looking item, it was pure silver with a gem in what seemed to be a stem from the larger teardrop section. "She also made me get this but I have no idea what this is. I'm assuming it's... something I won't use." <br/>
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