Ava ~~~ I don’t think I’ve ever felt this sick before. “Ava, you look as white as a ghost. Jesus, let me get you some water.” Nicco says, but I’m not looking at him. I’m looking at all the things I’m hastily shoving into my bag so I can get the hell out of here. Leonel has needed me for some time and I’ve been here, playing around. Well, my priorities are back in order, even if my things are a mess around me. My mouth has never get this dry from distress. I reach to quickly apply some lipbalm, but grimace the moment the stick I picked mushes on my lip. “Lipstick,” I grumble, wiping it off as I toss the red stick in my bag. Everything packed, I whip around to make my exit, but right as I do, a wet chill spills down my shirt and I yelp. Nicco is standing right in front of me, his lips in an “o” shape, and the glass he was holding is now half-empty, the other half soaking into my t-shirt and bra. Oh Lord, kill me now. “Nicco what the hell!” I cry, backing away into the
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