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Luz came at around 12:03, the witch closing and locking the door, taking off her coat, hanging it up, removing her shoes, placing them by the door. Luz went upstairs, going to her room, spotting a pile of blankets on her bed. "Amity?"
The pile moved, the human poking her head out of her cave, "Luz!" Amity exclaimed excitedly. "You're back!"
The witch went over to her, laying down beside her, the human lifting up the pile of blankets, pulling the witch over. Luz let out a small sigh of relief, her body relaxing as she snuggled up to Amity, "So warm~" Luz purred.
The human put her arm over Luz, very glad the witch was back, and very well having a slight attachment issue. "Missed you.." Amity mumbled.
"You haven't been this clingy..What's gotten in to you Blight?"
"You just haven't been spending too much time with me.."
"I've been trying to but you keep giving excuses. Hug now argue later." Luz mumbled, getting comfortable as she flipped over.
This gave Amity an opportunity to pull Luz closer, that pocket of space you make for personal boundaries, makes her mad. She gave Luz a small squeeze, hearing faint purrs that grew louder and louder as the witch relaxed. Luz realized something just now, which caught her off guard, her purring stopping abruptly.
'Amity got this clingy after we went to the beginning..Is she thinking like herself when that actually happend?' Luz thought.
The Blight had gotten as clingy as she was if Luz never helped her. "Amity?" Luz questioned quietly.
"Hm?"
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because..You saved me.." Amity yawned.
"But that's all I did..I only took you to the cafe..Why are you cuddling with me?"
Amity hummed, "I've never done anything like this with my family..No hugs..No pats on the back..Only talking.." Amity sighed. "You're a good hugger Luz.."
"I try. Aren't you going home..?"
"Later.."
"Later it is.."
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How do I say this..Luz, well she uhm.. She's gotten tired of Amity. Yep. The human has gotten way to clingy and Luz has actually reached her limit for hugs. Luz is the type to never get angry at her friends or anyone, only those who deserve getting mad at. Luz was tired of the hugs, already stressed out from all this.
The witch already wanted to go back home, wanting Boscha to be the only one to hug and kiss her, platonically of course. "Amity please cut it out..!" Luz grumbled, carefully but forcefully pushing the human away.
Amity hugged her again, the witch not wanting to be rude but also not wanting to hug the human anymore. Amity rubbed her back, the witch relaxing, purring loudly, "Amity..Cut it out.."
"You're purring, you like it.."
The witch whined, pulling back, keeping her distance, "No more hugs!"
Amity gasped, Luz realizing what she said, she loves hugs, accidental or not, she'd take a hug any day, any second. "Well..Not right now at least.." Luz mumbled.
"Too much hugs?" Amity asked quietly.
"Too much hugs.."
"Too clingy?"
Luz nodded slowly, Amity patting her head, "Been wondering when you'd speak up."
The witch looked up at her, confused. "What do you mean?"
"Remember how I told you, you could be easily manipulated?"
"Yeah.."
"You have to speak up for yourself Luz, if you don't like something, say it. Don't let that person's behavior stay like that towards you, tell them when enough is enough and if you dislike their actions."
The witch pouted, crossing her arms and looking away, "That was a mean way to do that.."
Amity ruffled her hair, "It got you to tell me to stop didn't it? We'll keep trying til you get the hang of it, Clawthorne."
Luz smiled slightly, the human turning on her heel and beginning to walk off. The witch quickly following, making small talk with Amity. It was going swell til they turned the corner, Luz bunking in to someone. They both fell to the ground, Luz spotting a yellow, woven, bee in her vision.
She apologized to the human, picking up the small stuffie and a few papers, "No it's my fault, I'm under an unbelievable amount of stress today.."
"Some might say, un-bee-weave-able." Luz blurted out, offering the few objects.
They looked at her in shock, the witch feeling as though it was a bad pun, growing weary. "That was amazing-" The human fumbled, hesitantly taking the stuffie back. "Are you part of a pun club?-"
"I was! At my old school I was put to president after my first test, on the answers I used puns. I was in quite the purr-dicament that week." Luz smiled, getting up, helping the human up as well.
They adjusted their glasses, fumbling to fix their hair, a small blush spreading on their brownish skin, kinda like Amity's but a little lighter. "If you're free later, can you meet by F19?"
"Like after school? Yeah sure! I'm Luz. Luz Noceda."
"Soup. Soup Tucker. I'm a them."
"Neat! So what's your position?" Luz asked, turning around, beginning the walk in the opposite direction.
Soup followed her, Amity completely dumbfounded and slightly hurt she wasn't introduced, "Oh I'm the president, you'll never beat me though so.." Their voice faded out as the duo walked further and further away from Amity.
The Blight doesn't know how, but she managed a low growl, letting out a huff, continuing to walk the direction she was supposed to be going with Luz. She wasn't jealous. Right? No. She couldn't be. She's straight! Straight as a pencil! Though they do tend to come in bendy forms..
Nonetheless! She's straight. Luz is just her friend, her friend with cuddling benefits. Nothing more, nothing less. "Heya, Cheer Captain!"
Amity sighed, if someone calls her that, they're one of the football kids. She turned back, the fit male leaning against the wall. He looked innocent. Buff yes, but innocent. He had a nice face, and an innocent enough tone. "It's Amity, right?"
Oh my gourd. He's kinda hot. "Yeah." The Blight muttered, feeling a blush creep up her face.
"The boys been pestering me and telling me to ask you out. But they want me to break up with you and hurt your feelings so they can ask you out. So I was wondering if you could just pretend to act all hurt so I don't actually hurt a pretty gal like you.."
Oh wow. That's my type of guy- Snap out of it Chrys! Wow simping for my own characters, cliche. But seriously, back to the story. He blushed a bit, the compliment making him get nervous, having the same effect on Amity. "I'm a Blight, I can certainly do something as simple as that."
"Great! They expect me to be in and out in three weeks of if possible longer to have a worse effect. If all goes well, I'll figure out a way so they don't ask you out. Without ruining your perfect picture." He winked. "Oh and, they say to confirm I've asked you out, they want to see you at our game. If you're free?"
Amity thought about it a bit, not really because she was thinking how hot this guy was, "Yeah I should be. With the Panthers right?"
"Yep. Seven to nine-thirty next next Friday." He nodded. "I'll see you then, Amity."
He turned around, about to walk off, til Amity managed to make small talk, "What am I supposed to call you stranger?" Amity teased.
"Noah. Noah Creed. Au revoir." He bowed, continuing to walk off.
Amity turned back, going to her next class, already having forgotten about Luz and her make-believe crush.
To be continued.
Soup Tucker, 14, birthday, December 25th. Light blue eyes, dirty blonde hair, brown roots, shaved right side of hair, wears purple glasses and frog clothing, non-binary.
Noah Creed, 15, birthday, who gives a damn? (April 13th.) Think of Tamaki Suoh but with brown eyes, slightly darker skin, and brown hair. Wears a hat 99% of the time about football teams, keeps a consistent grey shirt attire, male.