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Dreya followed Cory in, taking Amais up in a hug automatically. She squeezed her arms around him and stepped back, her attention now on the boy. "Are you taller again?" She teased gently, trying to ruffle his hair. "What must your father be feeding you, you seem to grow every time I see you,"...

Dreya blushed as the door opened, giggling as Cory kissed her cheek. "Coryyyy," She complained half-heartedly, rubbing her cheek. "Take these flowers," She tried, holding them out to try and distract him. "I hope we're not too late to help set up," She peeked around him, smiling and wiggling her...

Dreya was in a weird state. She was so comfortable with the Driscoll family- they felt like a second family to her, like an extra brother in sweet Corvin and she liked to think of Amais as a son- even if she never dared to say that out loud. She knew she wasn't his mother, and she tried her best...

Dreya couldn't help but yawn as he suggested she go back to sleep. She smiled and snuggled against him. "Sleep is nice," She agreed, already starting to doze back off again. "You too?" She asked, pressing another feather-light kiss against his skin.

Dreya smiled, hiding her face in his neck, letting her arm sneak over his torso. "Thank you for inviting me out," She offered gently. "I don't really go anywhere much, if its not to visit family or to work." Feeling a little bold wrapped up in his warmth, Dreya took a little bit of initiative...

Dreya paused when Cory reached out for her. She hesitated, before letting out a little sigh. She let him draw her back. "Well, if you're sure..." She offered shyly, laying down with him and curling back up in his side. She shut her eyes, letting herself relax slowly. "Last night was nice," She...

Dreya hummed softly. "Maybe here in a bit," She murmured. "Would it be alright if we just stayed here and cuddled for a little longer?" She asked, peeking up at him. "Or, um... do you need to go? You probably do," She sat up, rubbing her fingers against her temple. "I'll just go home, thank you...

Dreya hummed softly, taking the offered drink. She propped up on one elbow and drank the water slowly. She felt a little bit better. She set the glass down before snuggling back against Cory. "Thank you. Good morning," She murmured, sighing softly as the slight throbbing of her head seemed to...

Dreya tensed a moment when she felt an arm tighten around her. She turned her head slowly, breath catching and heart stuttering at the sight of Corentin sleeping so peacefully beside her. She couldn't help but stare a little, before reaching up and brushing the back of her hand gently against...

Dreya hardly heard him, falling asleep curled up against him. It was one of the best nights of sleeps she'd had in a while. Still, she woke up the next morning, a little disoriented with a dry mouth and an aching head. She needed a glass of water. Dreya sat up, rubbing her eyes before looking...

Dreya hummed softly, half asleep. "Only if we can be like this after," She replied gently. She sighed. "I really like you, Corentin," She squeezed her arm gently around her waist. "I'm just... worried." She admitted. "I don't want to be the replacement... or worry I'm not good enough." She...

Dreya shifted when she felt him lay down with her, and she shifted, curling up against him. "Parties are worth it, if this is how they end," She yawned. "Is clubbing like this too?" She asked, nuzzling against him, draping her arm over his waist. She was still feeling a bit dizzy, and...

Dreya groaned when Cory dropped her in the bed, and she reached out to try and grab for his hand. "Don't go," She murmured, head swimming. "Stay? Please?" She shut her eyes, arm dropping onto the bed. "You're really sweet, Corentin," She sighed, smiling softly. "Has anyone ever mentioned how...

Dreya giggled softly, already half asleep. "Probably say yes," She murmured, thinking that she'd never say no to a date with Corentin. Though she wasn't sure if she'd said that out loud or not. She yawned, melting a bit more against him. "You're warm," She murmured.

Dreya tightened her arms a little around him, burying her face in his neck and staying close. "Okay," She whispered, humming happily at how warm he was. "Next time sounds nice," She murmured. "Maybe just like... wine and cheese with some movies." She mused, thinking that sounded like a good date.

Dreya let him guide her into a piggy back, leaning her head on his shoulder and shutting her eyes. She mumbled softly, yawning. "Sorry," She managed. "I'm not much of a drinker it seems," She acted a bit more on impulse, inhibitions diminished, and pressed a kiss to the side of his neck. "Maybe...

Dreya hummed happily, burrowing against him, focusing more on his warmth than on really trying to walk. "That would be nice," She murmured, just giving up on walking and leaning against him. "My head is spinny," She yawned, before giggling and lacing her arms more around his waist. "What was...

Dreya grumbled. "He won't come," She whined softly, leaning against Cory a bit heavier. "He's busy with his wife and babies," She sighed. "Could I?" She murmured, the full extent of her drinking really hitting her. She whined softly, hiding her face in his shoulder. Okay, maybe she wouldn't...

Dreya was flushed, trying to keep her head level. "It was nice," She replied. "If only for the music and the company," She stumbled a bit, glad she had his support to keep her from toppling. "Erm... Cory, could... could you call my brother?" She asked. "I don't want to be at home alone tonight...

Dreya took a deep breath, feeling a little dizzy. She wrapped both hands around his arm and leant a little too heavily into him. She didn't mean to, but the lightness in her head was doing funny things. She focused on her breathing, and tried to watch her feet, not wanting to trip and embarrass...