<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9PgoVh1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Tessa Thompson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333024.msg15866336#msg15866336)<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTCH842-0001<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Conjuring<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Sunday, September 13th | About 7:30pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Indoor Adventures, a family entertainment center<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Dori: CLOSED<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">"Outfit"</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/tf9sc6i.jpg)</div></div><br/><hr/>The duo giggled away in line. License? Who needed that! Driving in heels? Why not! For the redhead, Dori was the only one in the world right now. JJ inched closer, willing Tessa to acknowledge their existence, but like usual, the witch was doing whatever the hell she wanted to.<br/><br/>Tessa was absolutely fascinated listening to Dori. She imagined a dark and gloomy town full of monster-fucking cultists indulging in massive orgies in church basements and abandoned libraries. Why those places? The witch was imagining: Dori wearing a nun's habit or Dori wearing a librarian's glasses? She concluded: why not both? Each was downright wonderful to picture. And the monsters? Scales, tentacles, gills - did it matter? There was room in Tessa's twisted mind to imagine beautiful and horrifying monsters alike, and both tickled her fancy. That was the nice thing about Tess - her mind was<em>open</em>and she was ready for adventure!<br/><br/>As Dori grabbed her free hand, the red-head smiled. Yes, she<em>very much</em>liked bold Dori!<strong>"So, what does it feel like to be on a date with a monster? Or am I not your first?"</strong>the blue-haired witch teased. Tessa allowed herself to be pulled further than Dori may have intended and invaded the woman's personal space. Tess didn't think she'd mind and the redhead rather liked the feeling of their chests touching.<br/><br/>"You are definitely my first," Tessa shot back with a smile. "You're going to pop my cherry, Dori." It was another hint at the things to come!<br/><br/>'<em>Wait, are dryads monsters? Or ghosts? And there was that one chick who claimed to be a werewolf and she <em>did</em> bite me...'</em>Tessa decided not to bring it up.<br/><br/><strong>"Ugh,"</strong>came a voice from behind.<strong>"No wonder it smells like fish in here."</strong>It was JJ, unkindly butting in to the conversation - enough time had been spent being ignored and it was time to do something about it. Did they not see that someone was clearly eavesdropping on them? Staring at them? Hello!<br/><br/>Dori would feel Tessa tense up; her hands would squeeze Dori's and she would give her date a look to see her expression before cocking her head back to address the rudeness. She never let go of Dori.<br/><br/>"Oh. JJ. Hm." The look of complete disinterest she gave (once up and then down before rolling her eyes) was calculated. An ex knew how to push all the right buttons. "You're looking... average." She turned her attention to the group, pulling Dori closer and letting go of her hands to wrap her date in a hug. This time, her hands went to rest on Dori's plump bottom. She knew that kissing Dori would be the best way to shut JJ up, but Tessa wasn't going to ruin that moment on an ex; it was going to be special. Despite Tessa's frosty cool exterior, her heart was pumping fast; the blue haired beauty wrapped in her arms might feel its heavy thud.<br/><br/>JJ was starting to blush - the very mild reply from Tessa certainly had<em>some</em>affect. Where was the fire? Where was the drama? Tessa wasn't rising to the very obvious bait. She was supposed to be vindictive and spiteful and make a scene. Instead, JJ was on the verge of being brushed off without so much as a slap to the face.<br/><br/>JJ really wanted that slap to the face.<br/><br/>Tessa turned to Dori and gave a mocking laugh. "<em>'Smells like fish?'</em>I mean, really? How uninspired. But that's JJ for you." Things were starting to add up for Tessa. How long had her ex been lurking in the shadows? Is<em>that</em>why the date was going so poorly? The line moved and Tessa pressed against Dori to gently nudge her backwards. She knew the quickest way to get under JJ's skin was to ignore their existence, but Tessa neither forgave nor forgot and there would be hell to pay before the night was over.<br/><br/>"Oh, we're up!" she said, excitement re-entering her voice. "Let's go pick our helmets!" Grabbing Dori's hand again, Tessa flit off behind the now-open gate. JJ and their crew would be in the heat too, but the brush-off had left JJ moping behind and wondering how to taunt Tessa into a passionate hate-fuck. When distance was put between the two groups, Tessa huffed out an angry apology. "I'm sorry for what JJ said. They're just being a vindictive asshole - the type that can't stand to see their ex move on to better things. But man, this date sure is going to shit. I'm just going to have to work extra hard to make it up to you, huh?" She smiled that bright and mischievous smile that to many, was just a<em>little</em>worrying. What was Tessa up to?<br/><br/>"But first, I gotta play with my ball a bit." She laughed at her own joke and knelt down to pull out the golf ball she had taken. "If I'm not mistaken..." she dropped it an inch off the ground and it gave the expected bounce... bounce...<em>BOUNCE!</em>Just when it was expected the ball would stop bouncing and start rolling to a stop, it popped wildly up and hit Tessa in the stomach; it wasn't hard and the witch was expecting it. "That son of a bitch cast a spell on my ball!" she seethed quietly. "Well if they want it so bad, they can<em>have</em>it." The bell rang, alerting racers to get into the kart and buckle up. "Whadaya say we make those assholes eat our dust?"