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// Story: Journal of Occasional Nonsensicality 
// by Acryliks 
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Octavia stared into my eyes, and I slowly found myself being captivated by her gorgeous, violet orbs.

“You know, you’re the best thing to ever happen to me. Not the fame, or the money. Not the lights or the crowds. You are,” I said to her. Her gaze remained unchanged.

“Oh, playing hard to get? I see how it is,” I pouted.

Octavia remained stoic, and I slowly raised my hoof, tapping her on the nose and laughing. When I opened my eyes, I...

"Octavia, are... are you okay?” I asked her. When she did not respond, I slid my arm out from under her, and sat up on the bed.

“Hey! Octavia, are you there? Hellooooo?” I said with a chuckle. She simply stared at the same spot on the ceiling. I sat up straighter this time.

“Octavia, cut it out. Come on, what’s the matter?” I said, and once again, she remained motionless. I reached out with my hooves, placing them on her shoulders.

“Come on, what’s wrong? Octavia? Octavia!” I shouted, shaking her gently. Suddenly, at a speed that I have never seen before, Octavia shot upright, grabbed me by the arms, and put her face right in front of mine, only a few milimeters separating us. She stared into me, not into my eyes, but into me. I could practically feel her looking through me. She placed a hoof gently on my cheek, and slowly brought me forward.

I did not resist.

Just before our lips met, she suddenly placed a hoof on my chest, stopping me. I looked at her confusedly, before she pulled me forward, so that she was talking into my ear.

I felt her breath on my neck, and I shuddered.

She opened her lips, and spoke.

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I looked at her confusedly.