"What about Raz?" Cherry asked, looking up at Mallow. She didn't mention how Raz had told her about the new elemental he was meeting. All he needed to know was Raz didn't want her. "I ain't tied  down, Mallow. I'm not his to keep...so yeah, Mallow. I'm sure. But if you aren't..." she trailed off, though she didn't pull away. Why did Mallow have to question her? Why did he always make her stop and think? Didn't he realize that was clearly the last thing she wanted? If she wanted to think, she would have had less to drink.<br/><br/>"Let me make my own decisions for once," she demanded in an anxious whisper. What if it was because Mallow didn't want her? He had returned her kiss though. That had to mean something, right?<br/><br/>The entire time Cherry was thinking, her hands had moved on their own accord and had pushed Mallow's shirt over his head and onto the floor. "When is the last time you had a bit of fun?"<br/><br/>Sent from my SM-G930V using Tapatalk