<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"><b><u>Abbey Chase</u></b></span><br/>Abbey says one last nervous<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Um... good bye for now..."</span>as she holds up her free latex gloved hand and sheepishly wiggles her fingers goodbye while slowly beginning to move, her latex clad body peeling away from Natalie's, causing their latex suits to groan in a cacophony of latex squeaks as Natalie's latex catsuit 'un-sticks' itself from Abbey's latex catsuit. Abbey's heart is still beating at a million miles per hour as the tugs Natalie along, at first walking but as the distance between them and Geril grew, their walk would speed up to a very brisk walk and by the time they were at one of the exits of the library, almost a jog...<br/><br/>Once outside in the corridor, Abbey would stop and turn around, still holding Natalie's hand as she replied a winded<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"That... was... way more frightening than I thought... Are you okay?"</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"><a class="username" data-user-id="34975" data-username="@Charianna" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/34975/">@Charianna</a> </span>