<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Mallory Minato<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>No longer relaxing!<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Barely Clothed<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr/><br/>“Mm, I guess... that all makes sense.”  Nerissa was becoming someone that Mallory wasn’t as confused or shocked by, at least at this very moment. She was loud and somewhat invasive, but at the same time, she seemed to have an introspective look on life, one that gave advice when some people may need it. However, the fox girl didn’t even seem to be like this type, or at least, at first glance; maybe that was her quality that people didn’t seem to expect of her? She never told her what kind of demon she was, so Mallory wasn’t sure what her powers were to begin with. Maybe she was also a demon that had lived on Earth for much longer then she could have imagined, and had seen how the world had worked for so long?<br/><br/>“Uh, thanks, I think. And yeah, he is someone special, actually. Some people may think it’s kind of strange, how close we are, but we’ve depended on one another for some time. I think... I think our friendship only makes us stronger, you know?”  How she was being so honest with Nerissa, she wasn’t sure, but Mallory was beginning to at least get into a more relaxed mood; her goal and main reason she had come here in the first place.<br/><br/>Though, not to overstay her introspective wisdom, however, Nerissa was back to getting closer; much, much closer. Asking personal questions seemed to be her specialty as well, it seemed.<br/><br/>“A-As a matter of fact, I have.”  Streaks of red came across the young human’s face, as she looked away from Nerissa, only for a few moments however. She took a breath, before looking back at the fox demoness who was laying against her knees.<br/><br/>“Back when I was high school, I got in a relationship. Didn’t really work out though; the guy didn’t really want a relationship with all the normal things that go into it.”  A small frown came to her lips, remembering the memories; he seemed so nice, up until they started dating and his true colors were shown.