[Kissing Terezi, it's easy to pretend like John isn't there but she always knows where John is. She has a John-dar. She reaches out and slides her hand absently down his arm in a shoosh - still mostly concentrating on the kissing. Damn she likes the kissing, with more teeth than none and more force than necessary. Terezi tastes like that popcorn she was crunching down, it's like a snack and a snog all at once.]
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