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Lyra Feel I promised earlier
!!UmjxqskgtOq 04/20/12(Fri)03:39 No.1391977[Part 1 of 3?]
>After a day of work you come home to find Lyra wandering the house, wearing one of your long sleeved polo shirts, unbuttoned
>She's far too small for the shirt, the sleeves dragging comically on the floor when she's not attempting to walk upright
>She shuffles over to you, her hooves dragging on the carpet as she tries not to fall over, before she stands upright to give you a hug, welcoming you home
>You don't feel like cooking so you order a pizza for the two of you
>When the pizza arrives Lyra suggests watching a movie together on the couch while you eat, batting her long eyelashes suggestively
>You settle in, deciding to watch The Fifth Element since it's one of your favorites
>Lyra becomes very invested in the movie and it's characters, latching onto Leeloo and nearly mirroring her emotions through the film
>The movie finally ends and you ask her what she thought of it
>”Multipass,” she says with a smirk
>You eye her in mock skepticism, trying to contain your own laughter at her silly behavior before asking her again what she thought of the film
>”Multipass!”
>”Say 'multipass' again, I dare you.” The laughter is leaking into your tone now, despite your best efforts
>Lyra bites her lower lip to stifle her laughter, failing as she chuckles out “Multipass,” for the third time
>You jump off the couch with a fake shout of anger, grabbing Lyra around the waste and hoisting her over your shoulder before running to your room and tossing her on the bed |
