In a cozy, dimly-lit apartment filled with eclectic decor and the lingering aroma of fresh popcorn, Doll and Lizzy were basking in their contentment as they snuggled together on the couch. Laughter came easily to them; they could spend hours sharing stories, planning future adventures, or simply enjoying each other’s company. However, tonight was different. Unbeknownst to them, an unexpected guest—Ben, a friend of a friend—had barged into their intimate evening unannounced. He was loud and boisterous while revealing he just wanted some free food and fun conversation without any regard for Doll and Lizzy’s plans.

What started as awkward small talk quickly escalated when Ben's antics grew unbearable for both women; his disregard for their relationship pushed buttons that shouldn’t have been poked. Tensions ran high: Lizzy slammed her fist onto the coffee table declaring she wouldn't tolerate disrespect towards her girlfriend anymore while Doll stood beside her confidently asserting her feelings. As playful jabs turned into heated exchanges—a mixture of insults wrapped in phrases so sharp you’d think they were drawn by swords—Ben eventually realized he had stumbled upon something much deeper than mere banter between friends. With one final exasperated sigh after being firmly told where he could go (hint: it wasn’t here), he sulked out the door.

With the room finally silent except for echoes of laughter fading away replaced by soft breaths rising and falling in anticipation, Doll pulled Lizzy closer until they collided into each other's arms fervently locked in an embrace that hinted at lost time rather than tension-filled frustration—they got carried away amidst laughter once more with gentle touches turning electric fervor into teasing caresses transforming perfectly friendly moments into heady kisses charged with affection under starlit skies through windows left ajar across late-moon hours lit up softly against crushed velvet curtains beyond guilty pleasures evoked within hearts already intertwined like limbs now stealing sweet parts all over again unnoticed beneath moonbeams kissed like souls sing melodies creating symphonies whispered secrets enwrapped quiet joys awaiting exploration seeking reprieve from bustling city life sought through simple idyllic surroundings offering quaint escapes together planned ahead amidst dreams solidified aligning destinies paved artfully onward guided hands shared unabashed hopes visions drawing destinations added tales stitched storylines bound written forever accumulating maps ticking off locations cherished soon upon horizon folded stamped invitations offered ready boarding passes surfacing weights lifted chasing down joy cradled collected amid newfound winter bliss because love never quite understood how beautiful chance encounters turn rivals full circle merging passions ignited journey unfolding beyond boundaries crossed experienced held dear embraced freely yet fought fiercely ending every episode awaiting next escapade…in peace made sacred signs promising smiles counting days remaining before flight paths took bye-bye forever united always truly ended only when closing chapters nearing paradise fulfilled eternally rich savoring summers spent hand-in-hand whisker sweet cutting adventure soaring heights assured witnessed happiness anew side-by-side satisfied curled back home safely settled ground blessed hope emerges even stronger each time anywhere shared happily ever afters don’t require limits still conquered whole-heartedly keeping vows sealed tight inside heartbeats resonating loudly enough whisper “I love you.”

Three years ago before doll had moved in with her girlfriend her aunt gave birth to a baby girl. This child would then grow up living a pretty normal childhood but before getting murdered brutally in a attack, obviously everyone was devastated and the family genuinely forgot about this incident after a while…

Doll took her girlfriend Lizzy and before you know it, they went in a room. The door was locked, shut, soaking wet and sweaty and screaming clearly someone was having a pleasant time.

Doll, accompanied by her girlfriend Lizzy, ventured down the corridor and soon found themselves standing before a mysterious closed door. With a swift motion, Doll turned the doorknob, only to discover that the door was not only locked but also exuded a sense of intrigue with its damp exterior. The surface was so saturated that it seemed to glisten with tiny beads of moisture, hinting at a recent activity inside. As Doll and Lizzy exchanged curious glances, a muffled sound reached their ears, causing them to tense with anticipation. The atmosphere around the door felt palpably charged with energy, as if the room beyond held secrets waiting to be unraveled. Despite the uncertainty, the air was not devoid of a certain kind of energy - one that suggested joy and excitement. It was as if the walls themselves reverberated with the echoes of laughter and pleasure, signaling that someone inside was thoroughly enjoying themselves. Doll and Lizzy stood transfixed, their hearts racing in sync with the unidentified sounds seeping through the door. The locked entrance was now a barrier between them and the unseen source of amusement, leaving them both intrigued and slightly amused at the enigmatic scenario unfolding before them.

There was a noise like a cranking noise before a explosion of liquid flew over the room They had fired the explosive device directly into her body, and the intense sensation of the detonation within her caused her to let out a piercing scream, a mixture of surprise and pleasure. The sheer power of the explosion engulfing her entire being left her breathless, her senses overwhelmed by the sheer force of the blast. It was a moment of sheer astonishment as the explosive burst inside of her, setting off a flood of sensations that were both shocking and oddly satisfying at the same time. The sudden release of energy created a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins, her entire body tingling with a mix of exhilaration and anticipation. The explosion reverberated through her, igniting a mixture of emotions that left her both amazed and strangely fulfilled. The unexpected intensity of the detonation caught her off guard, but in that moment of chaos, there was an undeniable thrill that surged through her, leaving her utterly amazed by the experience. Despite the initial shock, there was an undeniable pleasure that accompanied the explosion, a strange sense of euphoria that washed over her in the aftermath. It was a moment unlike any other, a unique encounter that left her simultaneously bewildered and oddly content as the explosion inside her seemed to awaken a new level of sensation she had never known before.

After the mess that they had made, Doll made her way out of the room to clean up and wash herself with a refreshing shower. A few minutes passed by as she disappeared into the bathroom. The room she left behind remained dimly lit, casting shadows on the furniture and walls. Meanwhile, Lizzie sat still, her eyes fixated on the solitary light bulb dangling from the ceiling. The echoes of their recent actions lingered in her mind, a reminder of the chaos that had unfolded moments before.

Lost in her thoughts, Lizzie absentmindedly picked up a random item nearby, her actions almost mechanical as she placed it inside a container before it slipped out, now dripping with water. The sound of droplets hitting the ground punctuated the silence, creating a rhythm that mirrored the restless beating of her heart. As she stared at the now-wet object, a sense of unease crept over her, intensifying the weight of the situation.

In the midst of the room's somber atmosphere, time seemed to stretch endlessly, each moment filled with the tension of unresolved emotions. Doll's absence was a palpable presence in the space, leaving behind an emptiness that contrasted sharply with the remnants of their shared experience. Lizzie's gaze shifted from the dripping item to the closed door of the bathroom, anticipation building within her as she awaited Doll's return.

The air in the room felt heavy with unspoken words and lingering regrets, forming an invisible barrier between Lizzie and the outside world. She could almost hear the echoes of their voices, now replaced by a pervasive silence that amplified the weight of their actions. As she sat there, lost in her thoughts, Lizzie contemplated the aftermath of their impulsive decisions, the consequences of which now surrounded her like a shroud of uncertainty, waiting to be unraveled.

She picked up the small object that had fallen from her grasp and landed in the container. Examining it closely as water dripped from its wet surface, she found the situation a bit peculiar, wondering how it had slipped through her fingers so easily. Curiosity sparked in her mind, prompting her to experiment with the object, touching it delicately against her skin to gauge its unfamiliar texture. The sensation left her intrigued, as it was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

Deciding to further investigate, she made her way to the guest room where she found her girlfriend in the midst of tidying up. Pausing for a moment, she checked her phone and noticed a message from her roommate. As she read the heartfelt words from her roommate expressing love and the struggles of their current situation, a wave of mixed emotions washed over her. It was a poignant message that tugged at her heartstrings, making her realize the complexities of their intertwined relationships.

Feeling a surge of conflicting emotions, she pondered the message and its implications, grappling with the complexities of love and loyalty. The weight of the situation settled on her shoulders, leaving her torn between her feelings and the expectations placed upon her. Despite the uncertainty looming over her, she knew that a decision had to be made, one that would inevitably shape the course of her relationships. With a heavy heart, she resolved to confront the challenges ahead and address the tangled web of emotions that entwined her heart.

(She picked the object that had fell out of her hand out of the container and looked at it. The water that it had fell into now dripping wet was just a bit weird that it just slipped. She decided to see what would happen if she “played” with it She plays directly at her “hoo” and it felt strange. It was a feeling that she had never felt before. She went into the guest room and walked into the guest room bathroom. Her girlfriend was still cleaning up herself She looked at the messages on her phone. It was a message from her roommate it was a message that read hey Lizzie, I’m sorry if this is crazy but I love you and I know this love triangle thing hasn’t been working out for you but really I really need you right now. I’m sorry)