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You are about to read a 16+ Fanfic. The contents include the following: Explicit Language, Sexual Maturity under Text (SMUT), Violence, Blood, Gore and Use of Drugs. Please be sure that you are at legal age to continue.

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'Where am I. . ? Are you here. . ? Please hug me. . .'

'You're with me. . . Yes, my love. . . You're safe now. . .'

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The digital alarm clock suddenly rang, waking up Flae from her dream. She jolted up on her bed before slamming her paw on the poor alarm clock.

"Gotremidrifick! Fick... SCHIESSE!" Flae cursed and placed a paw on her face. Furious on waking up from the alarm clock, she threw a pillow to the tower of cards she made at the corner of the room. Her head literally burned up in anger, then slowly cooled off as she remembered her own breathing technique and counted from one to three.

"Okay. Fuck this one. Fuck that, too. Fuck that tree. Fuck.  Okay..." Flae took deep breaths before slouching on her bed and taking a very short break. She picked up a ball from her desk and threw it to the switch. She missed. She took another ball and tried again. She missed, again. She then took the last ball on her desk and threw it with effort, but she still missed the switch. She sighed audibly and finally jumped out of her bed.

Tired and lazy, Flae went up to the switch and flicked it. It turned on the lights. She hissed when the lights hit her face then groaned in annoyance as she flopped down onto the floor. She rested her head on the ground and looked at the door before crawling herself out of the bedroom.

Flae still crawled out all the way from the carpeted stairs to the cold living room floor then to the very wet bathroom floor. She forced herself to stand up and slowly getting up against the wall as she shut the door and locked it. She stripped off her pajamas and bra but still wore her underwear. She slid open the abstract translucent shower door and stepped into the shower.

In the shower, Flae took off her underwear and threw it over the shower door and landed straight into the laundry basket. She knew that her brother would take care of the laundry after she took a bath so she went on her business and turned on the shower tap. She regulated the shower's temperature gauge to the perfect warmth.

Flae soaked herself with lukewarm water before taking a bottle of body shampoo and squeezing out a handful. She scrubbed the shampoo all over her body with a bath sponge and placed it back on the bath rack. She stood there and let the water soak her more, then she thought of her dream. She remembered every detail it had, every words it said, every action she made. She felt at ease and flattered. She knew she had feelings with the person she had in her dream. Realizing it was only just a simple dream, she sighed and placed a paw on her private quarters and gently, very gently pressed it. She flinched a little as her fingers gently pet it then immediately took her paw off from it and continued washing herself.

Flae finished taking a shower and dried herself with a very thick bath towel and a blow dryer. After drying off, she tied another bath towel over her chest and another around her hair. She then went out of the bathroom and walked straight to her bedroom.

First thing Flae did is to look at her bulletin board planner and know what she would do for today. She looked specifically at the events written on today's calendar box. She smiled and closed her eyes with an annoyed look, wishing that she never saw what was written there on the planner. It was a date with her most annoying closest male friend accompanied with her brother dating her trustworthy closest female friend. She disliked the idea of dating her annoying, perverted closest male friend with controlled psychopathy and weird personality disorder, plus with an added fact she will be with her brother dating with her closest female friend. And of course, her date's wife acceptingly supports him to go out with a 'mystery date'.

Flae picked up two white pins and placed it opposite side of the current day's calendar box and tied a green thread at each end of the pins. She sighed and made a straight, determined face.

After putting on some clothes, basically what she wears everyday, she lighty put on some makeup and sprayed good scenting perfume at the tips of the collar of her red, cotton polo shirt. She put on a belt on her blue jeans and locked the pin to the first most hole of the belt. She combed her hair with a brush and fixed up the loose strands of her hair. She looked at the mirror. She liked on how she looked, prepared for the date and made a smug look.

"Hey there, beautiful. You look dashing today. Wanna, you know, go for a walk? Somewhere private, perhaps?" Flae started to touch her hair in a shyly manner and placed a paw on her collar and stroked it. Her face changed from a smug to a slightly feminine flattered look, her paw on her collar carefully going down to her chest.

"I'm not so sure about that, hun... I mean, we've just met." Flae started to slowly grope the bottom of her breast and made a quiet moan. She closed her eyes and placed her other paw on her cheek.

"But... Aren't you going to fast..?" Flae forced a blush on her face as she still continued to stroke her paw on her breast. Then just as she was going to say something, her brother unexpectedly pulled her into an embrace and grabbed her paw away from her breast and clasps it with his. Flae squealed as she suddenly got into a hug. Her brother placed an arm around her and pulled her closer to him, her body against him as well as her breasts. Her brother suddenly kissed her. Flae's face turned bright red as she was kissed and immediately pushed him off her as she forcefully slapped him on his cheek.

"You fucking pervert!!" Flae punched her brother countless of times before stopping and looking at him with an embarassed and angry look.

"You fucking hoe!!" Flae's brother retaliated with a laugh. He ran and jumped onto her bed as he braced himself for a heavy attack.

Just as when Flae's brother landed himself on the bed, she threw him an 8-ball decoration from the side of her desk. It hit him, but her throw was weak. He grabbed the 8-ball and hid it under him as to disarm her from her own weapon. That is just only one though. She threw an adapter at him, this time it hit him straight between his eyes and made him topple over on the bed.

"Oi! What the fuck?!" Flae's brother went down and grabbed the adapter on the floor. Flae painfully hit his stomach with a pillow.

"Knock next time, you prick!" Flae stood there and bloated her cheeks. Annoyed that her brother always sneakily trespass into her room, she takes a note to always check the windows, doors and opening in her room to avoid future acts. She got back on her desk and continues on putting perfume on her collar, only a little.

Flae's brother held onto his stomach as he rolled over on her bed. He rested his head down on the mattress and groaned in agony. "Stop acting like a hoe, dumbass." He snickered and cleared his throat. He got back on his feet on the floor and stretched, though he is restraining from when he stretched his body. He walked over towards Flae and looked at her in the mirror. "Looks like you're really are preparing for the challenge, Flae."

"No shit, Sale. You're the one to blame for bringing me in your stupid game. You boys should grow up, geez."

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