"The responsibility of love: To keep another's heart safe."
–Bridgett Devoue
[Note: This chapter contains heavily-implied lovemaking of the mutual and consensual type.]
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And like clockwork, I respond...
"Why not?"
Night then falls, and I've already eaten my dinner beforehand.
Now I'll just have to wait for her to arrive.
That gets me thinking.
In many of the visual novels I consume, using doors is optional. Many times, someone will instead choose to commonly use a window, or climb up a balcony in order to enter a room.
What the heck? Are the heroines being mandated by the scenario writers to be proficient in parkour and stuff?
But then, this is real life.
So when I hear the sound of the doorbell, I open the door, and there she is.
Clad in a pink satin dress with a leopard print, a magenta-colored belt around her waist, and a white cardigan.
