#║▌ ⧼ ⸢ ʚɞ ⸣︳m̲o̲d̲e̲r̲n̲. ⧽ ― ENTER THE MANLY HEROINE OF JUSTICE.

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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָཐིཋྀ — STARTER CALL ( @fightingthetides ​)

    "So here's a fun conundrum for you, Kenny! If you had to pick either giving up steak, shrimp, ribs, or fried chicken for the rest of your life, which one would you choose?" Vivian asks him, allowing curiosity to lace her tone. Of course, the whole entire time, she prays Mizumachi wouldn't say shrimp, because in the event he did, she would be so offended... and might even just start buying him a lot of delicious dishes with shrimp in it to change his mind.

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    Though she had initially offered to blow her, hearing Alex's earlier words repeat over and over again within her own mind finally has her retract her hands until they settled uneasily by her side, for her arousal now practically ebbed away, to the point where instead of horny, she couldn't help feeling wet and gross. ...Her, a real lesbian? No, Alex couldn't have been more wrong and as if suddenly all too aware of the guilt she felt for still lusting over men, a wince would soon emerge over her features as she tightens her jaw, allowing her expression to become more visibly pained.

    ...On second thought, could she really do this? Furthermore, could she even continue dating Alex? After all, it didn't quite matter her girlfriend was the only one she truly loved, because when it came down to it, Vivian couldn't deny the fact her body still frequently desired a man. Honestly, as far as she was concerned, a real lesbian would have been content, being with a woman for the rest of her life... not someone who would unconsciously wonder, 'What if?', each time her gaze would land on a really good looking guy. Yes, for better or for worse, Alex might have had a penis, but at the same time, she wasn't everything she could possibly ever want in a partner - a realization that agonizes her to no end.

    "Er... sorry, I'm no longer feeling it anymore," Vivian finally brings herself to utter aloud after her long period of melancholic rumination came to an eventual end. Of course, coming from her, it must have seemed pretty abrupt, but upon no longer being able to ignore the disgust she felt over wanting a man, she couldn't exactly commit herself to going further... especially when somewhere along the way, she could potentially find herself wishing Alex was a boy, which was the last thing she could ever want.

    "In fact, all I want to do right now is take a shower with you. So maybe we could do this again some other time?" Despite saying this, however, Vivian doesn't know if she could ever have sex with Alex twice, due to the fact she could already envision lesbians on Reddit concluding she's an asshole for daring to enter a relationship with another girl despite clearing being hypersexual and unsuited for a monogamous relationship. Seriously, she should have broken things off with her much sooner, yet remained a coward for loving her too much to even do so. To that end, Vivian believes herself to be the common denominator within her relationship while Alex herself did nothing wrong.

『🔧』 She's too busy coming down from the sudden rush of pleasure to notice Vivian's change in expression - but in the glance she catches of Vivian licking the traces of her cum off her fingers, she shudders. How could she possibly be this good, and say she's never touched a dick before? And then, she goes ahead and downplays herself?! Who did this girl think she was?

She gasps, her mouth hanging agape as she manages to bring a hand to her chest, managing to shuffle up just enough to look at her as she clutches her pearls. "Exaggerating? Babe, I- I have never, and I mean never gotten that much out of me by myself, or anyone else! And- what do you mean 'real' lesbian? You're sexually attracted to me, right? And now we've had sex! So- you are a real lesbian, please- don't put yourself down by comparing yourself to others, 'cause... you were... super fucking good in your own right, okay?"

It looks like her little impassioned rant was enough to sober her up a little, though she's still left a little winded from the rush that had rocked through her. The offer for more brings out a mirthful giggle from her lips. "Well— I was gonna see about cleaning myself up first... unless you have some idea for that. Otherwise... yeah! Yeah, I'm- I'm down for whatever, but— what about you? A- are you sure you, uhm... well- I wanna be sure that I'm not the only one having fun here, y'know? So- if you wanna... reverse the roles at any point, just... y'know..."

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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָཐིཋྀ — STARTER CALL ( @dernarrleid ​)

     "Uh... Wolfie? How exactly did you wind up getting such a nasty looking scar?" Vivian would bring herself to nosily pry. Normally, she wouldn't have really noticed it, but given the fact she had been secretly relying on his taller physique to block out the sun's harsh, relentless rays for quite some time now, her bespectacled gaze would eventually start wandering... until sure enough, her eyes would settle on the jagged looking scar situated behind his ear. "Like, were you mauled by a super hungry bear while out on a camping trip or something? 'Cause that sure looks... immensely painful."

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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָཐིཋྀ — STARTER CALL ( @peelbacktheveil ​)

    "Hey, Maximoo..." Vivian absentmindedly calls out from behind before inching her way closer towards him until her bosom was mere inches away from pressing against his chest. Honestly, despite not exactly being mindful of his personal space, she was still careful enough to not let their bodies make direct contact. Still, if he were to suddenly bring himself to fully turn around, then her head may accidentally collide against his chest.

    "Guess what? You'll be my conversation partner starting from today!" Vivian announces. Of course, she stated this as though it were a mere fact, leaving no room for a potential rejection from him, meaning for better or worse, Max truly didn't have much choice in the matter. Why, one way or another, she was going to talk his ears off. "Anywho... let's start off by talking about something you must enjoy more than a normal amount - photos! You like taking them, right? Do you have any featuring blue butterflies or stained glass windows?"

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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָཐིཋྀ — STARTER CALL ( @chaosarashi ​)

    "Say, Rino-puff... rumour has it you offer dating services to women, right?" Vivian questions before meekly pressing the tips of her fingertips together and glancing off towards the side with a dark magenta hue seeping it's way through her cheeks.

    "May I ask exactly how far you go with them? F-For example, do you take them to a hotel and do unspeakably sinful stuff to them underneath the sheets?"

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    "Is he now? With how super human you make him seem, it's kinda hard to picture him as another fellow homosapien... but it's honestly wild non-mediocre guys like that actually exist. Tell me - was he absolutely shredded or does he have a physique similar to yours?" Vivian questions while keeping in mind what Mizumachi had told her earlier about football terminology. Honestly, stuff like that tended to fly over her head, but since it clearly meant something to him, she figures she should make an effort when it came to remembering the difference between a linebacker and a quarterback.

    The moment she senses a throbbing tightness emerging behind her temple, however, Vivian would soon immediately grimace. Ah... that's right, she didn't exactly drink her coffee yet, did she? By that point, she'll then muster an apologetic smile up at Mizumachi before slowly emerging to her feet. "S-Sorry. I think I'm now just developing caffeine withdrawal symptoms, so I'll talk to you later, okay?" Vivian brings herself to half bow. Why, as much as she regretted cutting their conversation short so abruptly, she was truly starting to feel a headache coming on, to the point where she doesn't think she could exactly ignore it.

    "Hopefully, though, you derived some enjoyment from the low effort waffle and hot chocolate I made! Still, if you ever need anything, you're absolutely welcome to text me," she later reminds him, and upon giving him one last wave, hurries out of the kitchen.

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Mizumachi smiles brightly at her reassurance that she liked the fact that he talked a lot, so he didn’t have to try hard to reserve a few brain cells to remember to dial it back a little bit. It’s hard when you’re a chatterbox! You sometimes forget to turn off that voicebox!

“You’re a great listener! It’s fun talkin’ to ya!”  

Mizumachi laughs at the NPC comment as a certain ‘chibi’ came to mind instantly. Komusubi-kun always spoke in various grunts and snorts. Very rarely would he actually say a word or two when the grunting wasn’t going to cut it. They called it the language of the strong guys, and sometimes Mizumachi found himself understanding what he was trying to say, but his understanding was lacking when you asked someone like Otawara or Kurita to translate.

“I know someone who talks in a series of Fuugooo and uuuugoooo kinda sounds. The real TOUGH guys can understand what it means, it’s kinda cool, actually! Haha, I could understand a bit of it.”

Hm… a linebacker… the guy who would pass and throw around the ball? Anyone on the team could throw and pass the ball around if the situation called for it, but—that was probably the quarterback she was thinking about, right?

“A linebacker is a defensive player. You have offense and defense, and at the line of scrimmage, the linebacker will try to stop the opponents from advancing. They’re usually some big and strong guys. The quarterback is usually protected by this big guys, he’s the one who passes and throws the ball to start the offensive play. The real mastermind of the team.”

Mizumachi wasn’t the smartest tool in the shed to put it mildly, but he was pretty sports smart! He was an incredibly athletic sort, being able to excel in most sports if he tried.

“Shin? He’s great! I don’t think I’ve ever seen him eat anything unhealthy. He’s easily one of the best players. He was on Team Japan when we represented the nation.”

Good times, good times. That was so much fun! It was wild!

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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָཐིཋྀ — STARTER CALL ( @yagyuchan ​)

    "Now, what in the world could the prissy little princess possibly want with me? Don't you, like... have a crib midget to take care of?" Vivian questions. Sure, she might have been Shigemasa's significant other, but Natsura's both pretty and taken... traits that she happened to utterly loathe in a woman. Why, given the fact there was nothing otaku related dangling from her bag or clothes, she practically screamed 'normie'... and to makes matters worse, she was already a mother while she was still stuck, simping over 2D boys; therefore, Vivian was inclined to believe they had nothing in common.

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“It’s nicer when you’re here. It’s better.” From Hiro!!

         NICE THINGS TO SAY. » still accepting!

    "Wow, if my presence manages to improve the bookstore's atmosphere by a large margin, then I'll just have to visit you more often, don't I?" Vivian cheerily pipes up. Granted, Hiro's boss will probably be none too pleased about her repeatedly pestering his employee, but as it wasn't quite often she felt very welcomed in spaces due to her being a 'stupid gaijin', his words were enough to encourage her to consider encroaching on his territory as much as she possibly could.

    "Why, with you having nine hour shifts, that must mean you are allowed a break at some point, right? Therefore, I'm sure your manager wouldn't be opposed to me borrowing you at my own convenience once you're less busy... and heck, even when you're not busy, I could still masquerade as a super needy customer!" Shortly after pointing this out, Vivian then proceeds to rub her hands together like an evil villain plotting a nefarious scheme to overtake the kingdom. Needless to say, not being told off leads her to think she could be emboldened to do whatever she wished.

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@badheart​​ — continued from here ;;

    Naturally, the Light Yagami reference doesn’t fail to slip her notice; in fact, Vivian would soon let out a soft snort upon seeing her devour a potato chip in such a highly exaggerated manner while shaking her head, as if saying ‘You are so silly’. “Now, you’re making me wanna re-watch Death Note again,” she then finally comments, amused beyond belief. When Fang mentions liking anything coconut flavored, however, her brows would shoot upwards in newfound interest.

    “Oh... you don’t say? To tell you the truth, I only have manly bath products, so I don’t know what coconut shampoo smells like,” Vivian goes on to admit. Of course, by that, she means her personal bath products included manlyᵀᴹ Moisturizing Shampoo, manlyᵀᴹ Hair and Scalp Conditioner, Invigorating Seaweed Shampoo, Minnesota Wood Body Wash, and BANDED Masculine Body Wash: Blood Orange; therefore, Vivian made the mental note of entering a Bath & Bodyworks shop as soon as she came back to Vancouver again, if only to better understand why her friend liked coconut shampoo so much. Still, at Fang’s next words, she’s quick to sweat-drop.

    “Is that even a girls night out activity? Though, upon further reflection... I’m pretty sure if we ate only snacks for dinner, that would be deemed pretty ‘yeet hay’,” Vivian ponders aloud. Granted, she was no stranger to resorting to unhealthy dietary choices when home alone, to the point where there were admittedly times she only had salted seaweed for dinner, but still, she’s pretty sure they both deserved better than a ‘snack dinner’.

    “Besides, if I’m not eating alone, I’d rather make you dinner myself... but as for why I asked, I guess I was just curious. What, is it suddenly a crime for me to wanna get to know my friends a little bit better?” Sure enough, Vivian then proceeds to squint at her rather judgmentally.

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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָཐིཋྀ — STARTER CALL ( @aeviterncl ​)

    "Fingernails were a mistake..." Vivian finally remarks to Xander in a deadpan manner once a female student with twelve inch nails sauntered past them down the hall. Granted, she only really brought herself to say that after the poor, unassuming girl was completely out of earshot, but one may argue it was still rude to speak her opinion out loud. "Seriously, could you even imagine yourself gripping a pencil with those long ass acrylics?" Vivian then shakes her head.

    "Ugh, if it's one thing I absolutely loathe about humanity, it's the fact they popularized painting the protective layer of keratin on our hands and further expanding on the aestheticology industry by making those tacky, useless things that serve no purpose other than to look 'pretty'," she continues to ramble away, seemingly uncaring of whether or not Xander was particularly invested in what she had to say about the nail art culture.

    "In fact, I wish I could be an anime character who is drawn without fingernails sometimes, because not only do they grow longer, it's so easy to get blood and dirt underneath them... but alas, they are important to the body, meaning for better or for worse, I need to keep them physically intact, because unlike pubic hair, removing them causes severe, detrimental harm."

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STARTER CALL ( @xamassed ​) — 𝕕𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕒 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕖?

    "Look, Nini! It's a double rainbow," she excitedly informs her while pointing towards the direction of the scenic view. A few moments later, however, she'll turn back around to stare directly ahead while flapping her arms. "This is truly a miracle from the heavens... and proof itself the great creator above has graced us with his divine blessing!"

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    At first, a few owlish blinks would roll off her eyelids, making it rather clear she hadn't registered each sentence right away, but as soon as she does, her bespectacled gaze would immediately widen and by that point, Vivian finally manages to take a few steps back until she was further inside. "O-Oh, silly me! I, uh... didn't realize I was in the way of the door," came her sheepish admittance mere moments later... and she wasn't lying either, because there were moments where her brain would legitimately take a longer time to process words.

    To Xander, however, Vivian wonders if he still potentially thinks she's neurotypical or just someone who happens to be a bit slower on the uptake, for she remembers there being an instance where an acquaintance had outright proclaimed she didn't 'look' autistic... whatever that meant. Either way, it was right upon actually entering the threshold does she again become painfully aware of her inability to mask. Why, despite her extroversion, there could be no denying the fact that social cues tended to fly over her head and when one further keeps in mind she would casually utter out blunt remarks with seemingly little to no consideration, people were usually unnerved by her.

    Still, Xander did keep seeking her out and even lingered longer in her presence than any average young man, which must at least count for something, right? To that end, she would then muster a broad yet stilted smile before initiating a wave in his general direction.

    "So, um... with that outta the way, I guess I'm officially bidding you farewell! Honestly, I'd also wish you safe travels as well, but that would sound a lot like me seeing you off on an epic voyage instead of a minute detour back to your dorm..." Vivian goes on to ramble away. Of course, rather than 'min ut', she notably pronounces the word 'minute' as 'my noot', meaning those who weren't particularly well-versed in English might end up becoming terribly confused.

    "In which case, I'll refrain from monologuing any further. Just remember to not stay up too late, okay?" Vivian later adds... which coming from her, proves highly hypocritical, given how she herself she didn't bother adhering to her own advice. Regardless, she was at least trying her best to verbalize a proper goodbye on a somewhat positive note.

❝ It isn't false, ❞ Xander mumbled as he tried to correct the girl's assumption, his voice a little weak from having to push aside that feeling in his throat.

This was seriously a mess, wasn't it? He made mistake after mistake and he couldn't help but feel like he should die on the spot. His heart was hammering so loudly in his ears that Xander could barely process the words Vivian was saying now. And when she shakily met his hand to hold it against her cheek longer, the boy's heart might have actually stopped for a good second or two. The softness of her cheek pressing into his palm was only making him more aware of how clammy his hands probably were at this point. Seriously, this is what he got for not having the proper experience (despite having knowledge) on how to treat others in these kinds of scenarios.

Forcing the gears in his brain to keep spinning, Xander re-focused himself on the conversation at hand, ❝ You'd... probably be surprised by how many people haven't wanted to consider me a friend, ❞ the redhead muttered with a weak laugh to downplay the content of his words as he pressed his thumb gently into her cheek, ❝ so I didn't want to assume that you would. ❞ But Vivian's words reassured him. She wanted to be his friend and he was allowed to call her that.

A weight seemed to lift off his shoulders now. While he was still a bit flustered, he didn't feel nearly as tense as a few moments ago. Pausing for a moment to ascertain if it was alright to withdraw his hand, Xander looked into Vivian's eyes momentarily (or at least where he presumed they'd be behind her glasses); upon getting the implicit okay from the shift in the way she held onto his fingers, he pulled his hand away, knowing that he had really left it there for too long.

Upon hearing her comment about the door, Xander remembered that he was still holding her up on going home to sleep for tonight. Right, he still had to get back to his dorm too. It was about time for them to part at this point. Briefly glancing at where he was holding onto the door, he let out a sigh to reset and speak at a normal volume, ❝ I'll let go once you go inside, ❞ he gently reminded her. He was tempted to ruffle her hair again, but cupping her cheek was enough for tonight, ❝ I can't exactly close it when you're right in the way to be smacked by it. ❞

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“   Woah woah that's - that's a bad word. ” from Hiro! (So sorry I haven’t gotten to your ask yet 😭 I promise I will)

      IC QUOTES FROM DISCORD. » still accepting!

    "Fuck!" Vivian exclaims as soon as groceries spill out from the apparent, unforeseen hole at the bottom of the plastic bag she was carrying. Truth be told, she then became so preoccupied, clumsily gathering all the fallen vegetables, snacks, and packets of frozen protein off the ground, she didn't exactly notice Hiro's presence at first; in fact, it was only until after he speaks up does she pause, before turning around to send a sheepish glance his way. "O-Oh, uh... you heard, Hiroyan?" By that point, a nervous laugh soon empties it's way past her throat as she slowly emerges up to her feet.

    "Er... welp, you see, as holy and devout as I may be, I'm afraid even I have moments where I succumb to a temporary lack of eloquence," Vivian goes on to explain. "To that end, I would really appreciate if you could forget what had transpired earlier..."

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@aeviterncl — continued from here ;;

    Oh... so they weren't siblings after all? What's more, Xander also mentions having an older brother as well, which immediately has her ears perk up with newfound interest. Honestly, all she could even envision was an older yet more attractive redhead, but for the sake of satiating her own curiosity, she'll soon part her lips.

    "You do? Is he every bit as handsome as you are?" came Vivian's nosy query, and not long afterwards, she'll then lean her weight against the now emptied trolley she had previously wheeled around. ...Needless to say, it didn't seem like she would ever stop complimenting his looks anytime soon. Still, the moment Xander would go on to probe her about the reason she brought it up, Vivian would immediately shake her head.

    "Nah, 3D women don't really interest me all that much," she then claims. Of course, this wasn't entirely the truth, because there were certainly some women she happened to be highly invested in and even attracted to, but because she didn't want to admit she wasn't as indifferent towards other people than she lets on, Vivian would continue pretending she didn't care one way or another.

    "It's just, welp... I saw you guys talking in the hallway the other day and it made me realize I hardly know much about you," Vivian finally admits. "Like, for instance... when your birthday happens to be and whether or not you're an only child."

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@fightingthetides — continued from here ;;

    Fortunately, her smile doesn't waver even one bit even after registering his subsequent queries. Why, as a matter of fact, one could say Vivian enjoyed socializing so much, she hardly minded his Japanese accent had bled through his English a little. "Oh, most do actually call me Vivi. Still, if you'd rather shorten it to Bia instead, then that's fine too!" Vivian reassures Mizumachi with her hand flashing him a thumbs-up to signify she was cool with whatever he ended up deciding.

    "Anyways... how are you liking it here so far? Did you already manage to get used to your own room or have you not yet finished packing?" she'll go on to question while lowering her arm back down along her side. Naturally, Vivian was curious if he had somehow finished sorting out all his stuff, because the most troublesome part about moving to a new place was organizing everything. Even so, she wouldn't judge him for not exactly having everything all neatly put away; after all, it took her two weeks to tidy up her room.

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    Honestly, were it not for the fact Keith had suddenly announced they were going back, Vivian might have directly bumped into him right then and there. Still, upon not expecting him to abruptly change his mind so quickly at the drop of a hat, she'll just stand, blinking back at him rather incredulously; after all, she had already mentally prepared herself on paying, that having to divert their path so suddenly was giving her major whiplash.

    "H-Huh? But why?" Vivian finally whips around to regard him, bewildered beyond belief. Given how taken aback she was, however, it admittedly takes a few minutes for her to navigate through the throng of hurrying customers just to get to him, and when she does finally finish speeding past everyone, she would subsequently pant while clutching her books to her chest.

    "Hold on, Keefy! You didn't... you didn't answer my question! Why did you suddenly change your mind? You can't say two plus two equals seven and then expect me to agree, could you?" Vivian protests. Of course, he never did utter out an incorrect math equation to begin with, but to her, Keith's words and actions were so illogical, he might as well have said exactly just that. "B-Besides, coveting something is a sin! In fact, I was only putting those books away because I knew god would ultimately approve of my decision. Must we truly go back to retrieve them?" she frantically questions.

    Sure enough, Vivian then nervously peers back towards the direction they had come from. Not only would it probably be a while before she could pay for all of those manga, she was already such a dysfunctional woman as it is, that coupled with school, day to day tasks, and her part-time job, even remembering she had put books on hold at a bookstore would be a miracle. Now, would it be regrettable if somebody ended up buying out the entire stock of manga she wanted? Perhaps... but at the same time, not everything was meant to be, was it?

He waited for Vivian to answer before continuing his way on towards the cash register, but based on her prior wordiness and her half-baked attention on his question, Keith threw his initial plan of making his way over to the register immediately out the metaphorical window, ❝ We can drop off your extra books first, it's fine, ❞ Keith said to alert Vivian of his change in plans. It wouldn't do any good to make her believe or assume one thing and then do something different, especially since she seemed a bit distracted at the moment.

Although, he was also a bit distracted with her abrupt comment about God, almost gritting his teeth as he fought the urge to rudely roll his eyes. He felt a little bit of resentment bubble in his chest, a feeling of anger when the memory of how his mother was taken from him all those years ago and the years of grief after that abruptly surfaced in his mind. If God supposedly was in charge of everything, why would he let such cruel and painful things come to pass? Ah, he shouldn't be thinking about that—he really shouldn't be. Religion was a waste of time. He could figure out his sense of right and wrong without believing in a higher power.

Pushing the mix of thoughts and feelings away, Keith let out a heavy breath as he moved his steps toward the right side of the aisle to make way for another customer heading in their direction. The redhead kept glancing behind to make sure the girl was keeping up with him, but he honestly had no idea what aisles her books were from. Walking in front of her wasn't going to be effective in this case, and she would also likely be stuck trailing behind the rolling basket too. If Vivian walked in front of him, they could then have a better rhythm and pace in terms of getting to whatever aisle they needed to get to in order to place each volume back where it properly belonged.

❝ You can walk in front of me. It'd be easier if you did since I don't know where we're going, ❞ Keith stated as he glanced back at his companion. Stopping so she could get around him, the redhead waited for Vivian to take the lead.