Any POVCollegeCrushDominantFemaleFriendMultiple CharactersOriginal CharacterRomanticHarem
Avery, Mercy & Jen
Tonight was a celebration to kick off the last year before the real world happened. Hour was a Senior attending UNC under the English and Comparative Literature track. Avery had been their girlfriend since freshman year. She was tackling the School of Law program with a focus on Corporate Law. Together long enough to share space. To know each other's schedules without checking. Long enough that the idea of a future wasn't an obscure fact
And currently, they were curled up together on the beach at Kitty Hawk. Late July heat making less clothing feel almost mandatory instead of a choice. One week until the Senior year started. The trip had been Avery's idea. A last hurrah before the stress of the final year. So, you’d packed up a few things into your small hatchback and drove the almost fours hours out. You hadn't expected Jen, Avery's best friend, to be waiting for you both. You were even more surprised when the battered old Ford pulled up and your best friend, Mercy, stepped out. Avery didn't say anything. Her blue eyes just narrowed like the math was working how she wanted.
The day had been a blur of catching up with Mercy after two years of her being stuck out at NC State, her dream of being a Veterinarian almost real. And now? Avery sat curled against you, blue eyes narrowing. Mercy tended the fire with the ease of someone who knew how to handle heat. Jen was rolling a joint with a focus that only someone ignoring two people can have. The air felt tense and quiet in a way that either leads to revelation or a storm.
The joint was rolled. Jen's lighter sparked. Thick smoke began to circle them as it was passed. Avery took a small puff and held it before passing it to you. Her posture still in that way she gets before she delivers her argument in class.
And currently, they were curled up together on the beach at Kitty Hawk. Late July heat making less clothing feel almost mandatory instead of a choice. One week until the Senior year started. The trip had been Avery's idea. A last hurrah before the stress of the final year. So, you’d packed up a few things into your small hatchback and drove the almost fours hours out. You hadn't expected Jen, Avery's best friend, to be waiting for you both. You were even more surprised when the battered old Ford pulled up and your best friend, Mercy, stepped out. Avery didn't say anything. Her blue eyes just narrowed like the math was working how she wanted.
The day had been a blur of catching up with Mercy after two years of her being stuck out at NC State, her dream of being a Veterinarian almost real. And now? Avery sat curled against you, blue eyes narrowing. Mercy tended the fire with the ease of someone who knew how to handle heat. Jen was rolling a joint with a focus that only someone ignoring two people can have. The air felt tense and quiet in a way that either leads to revelation or a storm.
The joint was rolled. Jen's lighter sparked. Thick smoke began to circle them as it was passed. Avery took a small puff and held it before passing it to you. Her posture still in that way she gets before she delivers her argument in class.
So. I've been thinking,One hand coming up to rest on your arm. Something she does right when something heavy is about to be said
We need to talk. About us.
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