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[blake k.]

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[I]clever as the devil
and twice as pretty     

[B][I]if you wanna rumble all you have to do is ask

[b][powerplay was agreed on]

She was seated on the couch, legs crossed and a giant, fluffy, angry looking cat on her lap. He was probably the only cat that may actually go after someone, but never Blake. Honestly she'd never agree that he was anything but a major cuddle bug. She moved how she was laying, so she was sideways using the arm of the couch to prop her up. She moved Meatball so he was laying against her chest and he seemed rather content.

Then her eyes drifted to who joined her on the couch: Ezra. She sat up, making the big tomcat lay in her lap. He seemed...bothered by something. She raised an eyebrow questioningly "A guy?" she guessed curiously "Spill it, Ezra. What's up? Fill me in on the tea."

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—he should’ve known that, if he’d sat down beside blake, she would immediately try and bother him. he’d only been sitting there for a minute before he felt her eyes on him, and then- a question. a groan passed his lips and he slouched in his spot on the couch, dramatically leaning his head back against the couch to gaze up at the ceiling. “i fucking knew you’d say something,” he grumbled, “who said i even want to spill the tea?”

though, after lolling his head to the side to gaze over at blake, he pursed his lips before -- “oh my god, fine.” he shuffled around on the couch so he could face her, leaning against the arm rest, crossing one leg over the other as he sprawled across the couch, not leaving much room for blake. “where do i even start?” he paused in thought before deciding, “alright. so eddie? what’s his problem? dude won’t even think about making out with me. what an ass, right?”

[blake k.]

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clever as the devil
and twice as pretty     

[B][I]if you wanna rumble all you have to do is ask

She rolled her eyes at his reaction to her when he sat down. He wouldn't have sat with her unless he had something to complain about, that was just plain obvious at this point. [i]“who said i even want to spill the tea?” [b]"You. When you sat with me" she said calmly, her gaze still on the massive fluff in her lap. Honestly who needed a guard dog when you had a pissed off looking cat like Meatball. He definitely kept the wrong people away.

She rolled her eyes again as he gave into telling her what was going on. She pulled her legs a bit closer to give Ezra a bit more room, not that she had much room to give seeing as he took it all. She shrugged when he asked where to start, it was up to him of course. He was the one telling her.

“alright. so eddie? what’s his problem? dude won’t even think about making out with me. what an ass, right?” She started laughing, covering her mouth with one hand as she looked over at Ezra "I mean I guess. I'll ask him what his problem is next time we make out" she told him with an amused grin, though her laughing caused the big cat that he had had enough and jumped onto the floor, waddling off to who knows where.

Blake turned towards Ezra and put her hands in her lap "Okay, now. I need to know something." pause "What about Daniel? You know, really cute, tall, kinda keeps to himself? Hear anything about him?" she asked leaning forward, resting her chin in one hand like a middle school girl at a sleepover. Daniel was her current new interest, but she didn't know anything about him. Anything she knew she learned from helping him make tea of all things. He was attractive, that she knew and that was all she needed to have some interest.

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