You're missing your girlfriend already and personally, she should be happy to have the company of her boyfriend so early. Well, that may not be completely true, but with the ring, she'll at least tolerate it.
With your plans set, you press on to Luna's current class in government. While humming your way through the halls, you see a blond hair girl with with purple highlight and a black low tank top dress minding her own business as she stares on her phone. You decide she's cute enough of a girl for a little warm up with the ring.
"Hey there, what's got your attention?" you grab her hand before she could completely whiz pass you.
She nearly stumbles, surprised by your aggressive approach. "What-"
"It should be me!"
With a grin, you pull her close and wrap your arm around her waist, immediately feeling up her chest and locking lips with her. What is clearly sexual assault on a stranger, the girl should be screaming.
Instead, she doesn't feel at all disgusted, only slightly annoyed. She takes your feeling of her chest and taste of her lips until you pull back satisfied. She stares at you exasperated.
"Can I, like, go now?" she asks, flatly.
Her disinterest was clear, but kinda hot. As you only wanted to do a quick test, you let her go. "Sure, sure...but I might come back for you."
"Whatever."
You snort and let her go. Immediately, she returns back to her phone and walks past you. With her gone, you continue to where Luna is hold up and enter the lecture hall she's apart of.
Entering, there are some eyes that glance at you from their seats but otherwise they return to focusing on the professor who continues his lecture. Luna's professor is a big burly man with half of his hair gone, a seemingly common trait for a lot of these lecturers. He doesn't even really look at you, probably thinking you're just a late student.
You scan and see Luna who is the only one who remains staring at you, wondering why you're here. With a smile, you walk up the steps to her row and wrap your arms around her from behind. She accepts your hug without question, but can't help but ask.
"Why are you here, Nick?"
"I can't visit my girlfriend?" you respond.
Luna hums, curling her lips. "No, but-"
"Then it's fine," you cut her off with a smile filled with nothing but perverted attention.
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