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Ragatha was crushing-hard…
So hard infact you could only describe it as ‘immense love’
But here’s the issue, take it as serious or as hilarious as you please.
Ragatha was hopelessly in love with the jester of the circus,
Or Pomni in short.
Oh how her fabric face would heat up ever so slightly at the sight of Pomni,
how her heart began to race, faster then any car she has ever seen,
How she could simply forget everything, and everyone around her when she simply glanced at the clown.
Love.
But let’s set one thing out,
One very, oh-so needed fact.
Ragatha had never,
And I mean never-ever-Ever!
Felt this rush of feelings.
Or sapphic love in general.
So this lovey dovey little situation was new ground for Ragatha, somewhere she had to get her feet in place again and carefully tread the terrain.
But Ragatha had a little plan conjuring up in her very busy brain.
A mission,
Of love and romance,
Desire and need.
A mission to ask Pomni out before the end of the week.
A wild goal, she was very aware.
But it’s been what?….weeks?…months?…not even Caine knew how long she has been head over heels for Pomni!
So let’s unfold this journey of flushed cheeks and little giggles here…