Sierra gulps down the last of her water bottle, easing the scratchiness of her throat. It was too hot, and she was ready to fall from a heatstroke at any moment. Just as she felt lightheaded, and ready to faint, Maisie's hands wrapped around Sierra's arms, a security.
"Don't go falling for me again," Maisie said with a grin, steading Sierra to her feet.
"As if. Once is enough. Don't need any more unnecessary emotion I get from having feelings for you," Sierra replied with a snort. But still, she placed her hands over Maisie's, and holds tight for a moment. "Thanks."
Maisie smiled wide, dark eyes holding something inexplicable. "No prob, Stacie."
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Limerence
Short StoryThe world in apocalypse and a girl named Sierra obsessed with a girl named Maisie.
