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ｃｏｍｐａｎｙ: Alair ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ: Outside ｅｍｏｔｉｏｎｓ: Happy, wasted, freezing-cold.
"You're the one that I need." What does that mean?
I hope you're ready to make a scєиє,
A scene where you and I make each other ＳＣＲＥＡＭ.
« Yamai let out a squeal of delight when Alair said he liked teddy bears too. Another thing they had in common, she noted. After fogging up a small part of the window and drawing what looked like a disfigured stuffed animal, she stumbled after him, stopping to bang on her sister's door. "Mairuuu! Hey Mairu! I need you to-" she hiccuped, "to.. to.. ah, I forgot. Never mind!" Yamai blew on her horn and flung herself at the stairs, stopping herself before she could tumble down the steps. She cocked her head at Alair as he asked what she had been saying. "Mostly a bunch of nonsensical bullcrap." she flashed him a genuine smile and started down the stairs, slipping and catching the rail about every three steps. Then out of the blue, she started laughing. "The things you do to me, Night Train!" she said as her laugh trailed off and she reached the bottom of the stairs. Then she stepped out into the pouring rain, glancing back and motioning for Alair to follow.
It looked like Yamai was having a good time, despite the fact that she was a mess- her hair was no longer in a ponytail, all messy and tangled, her clothes were soaking wet, and her Converses were dirty from jumping in muddy puddles. That, and her body was completely numb. She blew on her horn, and burst out laughing, rubbing her arms and pressing her back against a wall, shivering. »
As your body ＧＲＩＮＤＳ up against mine,
{I realize} You're not the only one who wants this anymore.
I see it in your eyes that you're αттяαcтєᴅ to me...
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