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History of the Ancient World.

Probably the dullest and least interesting course he had to take that semester. Jack stared at the clock above the doorway impatiently willing for the arms to spin faster. No matter how many times he glanced over at it, time didn't seem to pass at all. Rolling his eyes, he slumped in his chair and looked at his wordless notebook page. Taking notes was never a strong suit for Jack, as he'd rather doodle. Before him was a work of art in progress, an overlord commanding some sort of army, all sketched out of boredom.
Jack perked up when he heard fellow students around him beginning to put away their things, signifying the glorious conclusion of the long class. He quickly shoved his notebook in his backpack and rushed out of the room.
"Man, that class just keeps getting worse and worse every time I go," a voice said from behind him.
Jack turned around to smirk at the guy. "No kidding. Oh, hey Rico, I need to show you that new character when we get back to the dorm. "
Rico nodded in agreement, but told Jack that he'd go and eat lunch first. The two parted ways and Jack made his way back up the hill to his room.

Closing the door behind him, he chucked his pack on the floor and eagerly sat himself at his desk and opened up his laptop. With no more classes for the day, he cherished the moments where he could mess around with his animation and modeling software. Opening up his files, he gazed for a moment at his newest character, Corvellia, The High Queen of Morhhelog. Clad in an elegant violet robe, encrusted with shining topaz jewels, the beauty of her only made Jack like the design even more.
With a few more minor changes and tweaks, Jack waited as his program developed a playback animation for the character. He couldn't wait to see how she looked, gripping her staff, and sending a bolt of light energy from within.
That's when his computer crashed, leaving his excited face to stare at a solemn black screen.
"Oh, c'mon! No! You piece of crap technology!" Jack vented at the inanimate object, expecting its feeling to be hurt. He cocked his head for a moment hearing a growing noise at the other end of the room. Glancing up he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Holy Shit!" he screamed, diving from his chair to the floor. The blast of light narrowly missed his head, obliterating the back of his chair. He frantically rolled away as yet another blast hit the floor, inches away from his feet.
"Corvellia! Stop!" he screamed, every fiber of his being on edge. He raised his hands to motion to her that he meant no harm. He was sure he was on drugs or something, the fact that his character was standing in his room, currently with a vendetta to slay him.
Corvellia lowered her staff, confused by this foreign being's plea for mercy. "Who are you?" she demanded.
Jack wearily got to his feet, making sure to not make any sudden movements. "Uh...I'm Jack..." he replied slowly. "I was the one who...created you..." He was going insane, talking to nothing probably.
"Preposterous. You look only like a lowly servant to me. How dare you address me in such a way?!" Corvellia threatened. She rose her staff up again and sent another blast of light in his direction.
He cowered out of the way, letting the ball of light whiz past his head. Realizing that reasoning with her was utterly pointless, he dreaded his only option. He was either going to unleash a magical being on his campus and die, or he was going to have to get rid of her.
Thinking quickly, he got his computer screen back and was about to delete the file when a force of invisible energy wrapped itself around his neck. Slowly it began constricting his windpipe and picking his body up from where he was. Jack flailed in terror as his own character was trying to choke him. He struggled and struggled, trying to rip the band from his neck, but it was futile. With one final attempt he slapped his finger down on the DELETE key and watched as the file vanished. Within seconds the constricting grasp was gone, and his body fell to the floor in a heap.
Rico came into the room completely unaware of what had just occurred seconds later. Seeing his roommate gasping on the ground brought his attention to him. "You ok?"
Jack tilted his head up at his friend panting deeply. "No. My character just tried to KILL ME!" He pointed at his desktop on his computer.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Rico questioned, completely lost. He looked at the screen and saw nothing threatening. "Uh...there's nothing there."
Jack rubbed his neck gently, and smirked up at him. "You don't have to believe me, but it happened ok?" He got to his feet and then looked over at his chair. With a double take from his friend, he finally got him to understand. The back of the chair was gone, off on the floor over at the other end of the room.
"Wha....? How...?" Rico choked out, finally believing a little. "So then what happened to her?"
Jack sat in the remains of his chair and pointed at his keyboard. "I had to delete her...the file I mean." He put his face in his hands. "This means I’m screwed for Monday’s class. I have nothing to show the professor."

For the rest of the day and into the late hours of the night Jack toiled away at his computer, trying to recreate his character. However the more he manipulated the form and movements, the more he wanted something, something other than a bloodthirsty queen out to kill him.
Soon his thoughts strayed from a magical queen that would solve his assignment for his class, to a simpler concept. Instead he began trying to create a college girl. Yet the concept was not as simple as he thought. Making a college age avatar would be easy, Jack knew that, but he wanted to give her more meaning. Beyond the physical attributes, he delved into the makings of her code to give her feelings, thoughts...a conscience. He made sure not to make her so robotic and obedient to everything he would say, but he wanted to create her having feelings for him.
Once he managed to get her conscience encoded, he created the avatar and detailed her to his liking. “There we go.” Jack smiled at his hard work. In honor of his last creation he decided to change the name a little. “Cora…” He smiled even more, liking the sound of it. 6AM rolled around, his eyes bloodshot from staring at the screen for over 12 hours. But he had done it. He had created a fully functioning and personable avatar. Eagerly he clicked the generate button.
Nothing happened.
He clicked again. But nothing happened.
He wished so badly for his computer to make a real copy of Cora. Heartbroken and angry with himself for believing such a thing could happen again, he slowly got into his bed and drifted off to sleep.

Saturday morning came, filtering the orange light into the room. Jack rolled over and slammed his fist on the sudden alarm, jumping up when he heard someone scream in fright from across the room. Rico flailed awake smashing the back of his head on the wall. He grunted and stared at the source of the sound.
Huddled in the corner of the room was a college age girl staring back at them fearfully.
He could believe was his eyes were seeing. "Cora?" Jack whispered in bewilderment. He was struggling to grasp the reality that another one of his avatars had come to life. The girl seemed to respond to him and looked at him confirming Jack that it indeed was his computer creation. "I-It's ok. No need to be afraid."
Cora didn’t know what was happening. For some strange reason she appeared here only a couple minutes before that loud noise went off, not knowing where she was. The only thing that seemed to be familiar was the guy sitting up in his bed. She watched as he dropped from his bed and walked cautiously over to her.
“A-Are you alright?” Jack asked as calmly and nonthreateningly as possible. The slight nod from the girl led him to reach out his hand to help her up. He saw her hesitate before grabbing it, not sure if she knew who he was. “Uh…I’m Jack. And…uh, that’s Rico,” he said pointing with his hand over at his roommate.
Cora noticed him wave to her and sat down in the chair Jack pulled out for her. A moment of silence ensued that seemed to make everyone uncomfortable.
Jack broke the awkward pause with a straightforward question. “Do you know who I am?”
His face was just as she remembered it. Calm blue eyes with pale freckled cheeks, and a head of shaggy tan hair. That was back when she was behind the screen, but now she was on the other side, seeing him for real. “You…were the one that created me…but…I’m not where I usually am,” Cora said softly.
Jack was glad to see that she sort of knew who he was. “Yes, you’re right, and for some reason…my computer, where you came from, brought you here. I honestly don’t know how to explain it.” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, feeling stupid for giving such a vague answer.
“Your computer?” Cora replied looking at the blank screen he was gesturing at. “I came from there?” She touched the screen lightly with her fingers.
“Yeah,” Jack smiled, seeing her so intrigued by the device. “I can show you, if you want.” The curious nod he received made him open up the program to show her, well…her.
Immediately when her avatar popped up on screen she smiled, wowed by the posed image on the screen. A tall thin girl with pale blond hair and unusual violet eyes stared back at her. “T-That’s me?”
“Yep. And the program allows me to alter the avatar in any way I want.” He clicked and dragged the model around to show the different three-dimensional aspects of it. He clicked on the shirt the avatar was wearing and altered the color of it.
“Whoa!” Rico exclaimed from behind them. “H-Her shirt just changed colors…In real life!” The two looked away from the screen and were amazed to see how quickly Cora’s real life being registered with her avatar.
“This is amazing!” Jack blurted out, unable to contain his excitement. He was about to unleash his creativity but stopped himself. He looked over at Cora to ask her permission to...well, change her.
"I don't mind," Cora replied to his pleading look. "I'm actually curious as to what you can do too."
Jack nodded and turned back towards his computer to click on the jeans the avatar was wearing. With a few more clicks and adjustments the model went from wearing pants to shorts.
Within seconds Cora felt the fabric of her pants ride up her legs and slowly stop at her thighs. She stood up and looked down at her new bottoms, just as amazed as the other two were. A minute later she felt her feet getting covered by cotton socks. She looked down at Jack tentatively. "You can do more than just clothes, right?" Her question hung there for a moment.
The two guys looked at one another knowing exactly what they wanted to do. Jack looked up at her and smiled nervously. "Y-Yeah, sure. You're ok with that?" He wanted to make sure she was alright with him altering her avatar physically. She gave him an assuring nod and he turned back at his screen. He had to pause there for a moment to center his mind, suppressing his overwhelming desire to change her to how he wanted her to look like: big chested and on the tall side, almost socially unacceptable to the outside world.
Trying to make it as least obvious as possible, Jack started with Cora's legs, and not her breasts. Little by little he dragged, pulled, pinched, and moved the avatar's skin to what he thought looked nice. The gasp from Rico told him that it was working.
Behind him Cora felt the skin of her legs moving and pulling just as Jack was doing. Her hips got a bit wider, her thighs and calves were being toned, and overall, she saw herself getting taller. Cora closed her eyes, feeling her body get massaged by the mystical fingers of Jack's computer mouse. It surprised her how delightful it all felt, the sensations suddenly moving into her shoulders and down her arms. Her biceps grew a bit, filling out millimeter by millimeter in her tight sleeves, followed by the delicate detailing of her hands and fingers. Her attention was brought up to her head when her scalp was vibrating with tiny points of pleasure as her blond hair grew longer down past shoulders. Her cheeks and lips were tweaked and the color of her eyes became an even more majestic darker shade than they had previously been.
The amazing sensations subsided and Cora opened her eyes to look over at Jack. "That...felt incredible," she sighed. She then cocked her head a little, going over everything in her head. "You didn't change everything..." she said curiously.
Jack broke into a nervous sweat instantly. He knew exactly what she was referring to: her chest and her butt. "I-I...uhh...yeah... I know. I was just about to do that." He quickly turned back to his laptop and stared at the avatar. The arrow quivered over her chest as Jack's hand shook nervously. "Ok...here we go." he said under his breath.
Slowly and methodically he reshaped Cora's breasts, trying his best to be reasonable in his design. Once he was done, he was content in giving her a nice pair of C cup breasts. Jack turned and watched in similar wonder with Rico as Cora's chest expanded before them.
She could feel the fabric of her shirt stretch to accommodate her new assets, seeing the neckline drop a little. The expansion stopped, and she looked down at Jack with a content expression.
"How's that?" Jack asked sheepishly, wanting to make sure he didn't overdo it.
"Nice. I like them, thank you." Cora replied happily, feeling her newest acquisitions with her hands.
Jack nodded with a sigh of relief. However, deep down he wanted her to be bigger, at least twice, or even three times as large as she was now, but that was ridiculous. At least to the outside world it would. He'd love if she could be how he would like to imagine her, but that was only for his fantasies. He pushed the thoughts from his mind and got to work on the last part of her body, her butt. Just as he had done before, he shaped her hips and rounded her backside to a modest and respectable size.
Rico gasped and watched in awe as Cora's hips widened before his eyes to make room for the growing amount of flesh. Her rear expanded until it was a nice rounded shape. Quickly Rico got up from his bed and walked quickly outside the room to the bathroom without warning. Jack raised an eyebrow in confusion, but quickly brushed his roommate’s behavior aside to admire Cora.
"So...think I did a decent job?" Jack asked hopefully.
"I think you did a very good job, Jack. Thank you."
The big smile on her face told Jack that he had succeeded. "Well, now all I have to do is calculate different algorithms for your daily needs." The bewildered expression from Cora made him explain. "Things like breathing patterns, sensory information, absorption rates, digestion, and stuff like that...so you enjoy stuff even more!"
"Oh...sounds confusing," she replied, sort of understanding his thinking process.
"And it's probably really boring to watch..." Jack added.
"I don't mind," Cora stated as she sat back down next to him. "If it makes me better, then go for it."
Jack locked eyes with her deep purple ones, loving how beautiful she was becoming and how she was liking his decisions too. Now he was about to embark on the long journey of making both their lives even more enjoyable. "Alright, just let me know if you ever get bored or anything."

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History of the Ancient World.

Probably the dullest and least interesting course he had to take that semester. Jack stared at the clock above the doorway impatiently willing for the arms to spin faster. No matter how many times he glanced over at it, time didn't seem to pass at all. Rolling his eyes, he slumped in his chair and looked at his wordless notebook page. Taking notes was never a strong suit for Jack, as he'd rather doodle. Before him was a work of art in progress, an overlord commanding some sort of army, all sketched out of boredom.
Jack perked up when he heard fellow students around him beginning to put away their things, signifying the glorious conclusion of the long class. He quickly shoved his notebook in his backpack and rushed out of the room.
"Man, that class just keeps getting worse and worse every time I go," a voice said from behind him.
Jack turned around to smirk at the guy. "No kidding. Oh, hey Rico, I need to show you that new character when we get back to the dorm. "
Rico nodded in agreement, but told Jack that he'd go and eat lunch first. The two parted ways and Jack made his way back up the hill to his room.

Closing the door behind him, he chucked his pack on the floor and eagerly sat himself at his desk and opened up his laptop. With no more classes for the day, he cherished the moments where he could mess around with his animation and modeling software. Opening up his files, he gazed for a moment at his newest character, Corvellia, The High Queen of Morhhelog. Clad in an elegant violet robe, encrusted with shining topaz jewels, the beauty of her only made Jack like the design even more.
With a few more minor changes and tweaks, Jack waited as his program developed a playback animation for the character. He couldn't wait to see how she looked, gripping her staff, and sending a bolt of light energy from within.
That's when his computer crashed, leaving his excited face to stare at a solemn black screen.
"Oh, c'mon! No! You piece of crap technology!" Jack vented at the inanimate object, expecting its feeling to be hurt. He cocked his head for a moment hearing a growing noise at the other end of the room. Glancing up he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Holy Shit!" he screamed, diving from his chair to the floor. The blast of light narrowly missed his head, obliterating the back of his chair. He frantically rolled away as yet another blast hit the floor, inches away from his feet.
"Corvellia! Stop!" he screamed, every fiber of his being on edge. He raised his hands to motion to her that he meant no harm. He was sure he was on drugs or something, the fact that his character was standing in his room, currently with a vendetta to slay him.
Corvellia lowered her staff, confused by this foreign being's plea for mercy. "Who are you?" she demanded.
Jack wearily got to his feet, making sure to not make any sudden movements. "Uh...I'm Jack..." he replied slowly. "I was the one who...created you..." He was going insane, talking to nothing probably.
"Preposterous. You look only like a lowly servant to me. How dare you address me in such a way?!" Corvellia threatened. She rose her staff up again and sent another blast of light in his direction.
He cowered out of the way, letting the ball of light whiz past his head. Realizing that reasoning with her was utterly pointless, he dreaded his only option. He was either going to unleash a magical being on his campus and die, or he was going to have to get rid of her.
Thinking quickly, he got his computer screen back and was about to delete the file when a force of invisible energy wrapped itself around his neck. Slowly it began constricting his windpipe and picking his body up from where he was. Jack flailed in terror as his own character was trying to choke him. He struggled and struggled, trying to rip the band from his neck, but it was futile. With one final attempt he slapped his finger down on the DELETE key and watched as the file vanished. Within seconds the constricting grasp was gone, and his body fell to the floor in a heap.
Rico came into the room completely unaware of what had just occurred seconds later. Seeing his roommate gasping on the ground brought his attention to him. "You ok?"
Jack tilted his head up at his friend panting deeply. "No. My character just tried to KILL ME!" He pointed at his desktop on his computer.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Rico questioned, completely lost. He looked at the screen and saw nothing threatening. "Uh...there's nothing there."
Jack rubbed his neck gently, and smirked up at him. "You don't have to believe me, but it happened ok?" He got to his feet and then looked over at his chair. With a double take from his friend, he finally got him to understand. The back of the chair was gone, off on the floor over at the other end of the room.
"Wha....? How...?" Rico choked out, finally believing a little. "So then what happened to her?"
Jack sat in the remains of his chair and pointed at his keyboard. "I had to delete her...the file I mean." He put his face in his hands. "This means I’m screwed for Monday’s class. I have nothing to show the professor."

For the rest of the day and into the late hours of the night Jack toiled away at his computer, trying to recreate his character. However the more he manipulated the form and movements, the more he wanted something, something other than a bloodthirsty queen out to kill him.
Soon his thoughts strayed from a magical queen that would solve his assignment for his class, to a simpler concept. Instead he began trying to create a college girl. Yet the concept was not as simple as he thought. Making a college age avatar would be easy, Jack knew that, but he wanted to give her more meaning. Beyond the physical attributes, he delved into the makings of her code to give her feelings, thoughts...a conscience. He made sure not to make her so robotic and obedient to everything he would say, but he wanted to create her having feelings for him.
Once he managed to get her conscience encoded, he created the avatar and detailed her to his liking. “There we go.” Jack smiled at his hard work. In honor of his last creation he decided to change the name a little. “Cora…” He smiled even more, liking the sound of it. 6AM rolled around, his eyes bloodshot from staring at the screen for over 12 hours. But he had done it. He had created a fully functioning and personable avatar. Eagerly he clicked the generate button.
Nothing happened.
He clicked again. But nothing happened.
He wished so badly for his computer to make a real copy of Cora. Heartbroken and angry with himself for believing such a thing could happen again, he slowly got into his bed and drifted off to sleep.

Saturday morning came, filtering the orange light into the room. Jack rolled over and slammed his fist on the sudden alarm, jumping up when he heard someone scream in fright from across the room. Rico flailed awake smashing the back of his head on the wall. He grunted and stared at the source of the sound.
Huddled in the corner of the room was a college age girl staring back at them fearfully.
He could believe was his eyes were seeing. "Cora?" Jack whispered in bewilderment. He was struggling to grasp the reality that another one of his avatars had come to life. The girl seemed to respond to him and looked at him confirming Jack that it indeed was his computer creation. "I-It's ok. No need to be afraid."
Cora didn’t know what was happening. For some strange reason she appeared here only a couple minutes before that loud noise went off, not knowing where she was. The only thing that seemed to be familiar was the guy sitting up in his bed. She watched as he dropped from his bed and walked cautiously over to her.
“A-Are you alright?” Jack asked as calmly and nonthreateningly as possible. The slight nod from the girl led him to reach out his hand to help her up. He saw her hesitate before grabbing it, not sure if she knew who he was. “Uh…I’m Jack. And…uh, that’s Rico,” he said pointing with his hand over at his roommate.
Cora noticed him wave to her and sat down in the chair Jack pulled out for her. A moment of silence ensued that seemed to make everyone uncomfortable.
Jack broke the awkward pause with a straightforward question. “Do you know who I am?”
His face was just as she remembered it. Calm blue eyes with pale freckled cheeks, and a head of shaggy tan hair. That was back when she was behind the screen, but now she was on the other side, seeing him for real. “You…were the one that created me…but…I’m not where I usually am,” Cora said softly.
Jack was glad to see that she sort of knew who he was. “Yes, you’re right, and for some reason…my computer, where you came from, brought you here. I honestly don’t know how to explain it.” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, feeling stupid for giving such a vague answer.
“Your computer?” Cora replied looking at the blank screen he was gesturing at. “I came from there?” She touched the screen lightly with her fingers.
“Yeah,” Jack smiled, seeing her so intrigued by the device. “I can show you, if you want.” The curious nod he received made him open up the program to show her, well…her.
Immediately when her avatar popped up on screen she smiled, wowed by the posed image on the screen. A tall thin girl with pale blond hair and unusual violet eyes stared back at her. “T-That’s me?”
“Yep. And the program allows me to alter the avatar in any way I want.” He clicked and dragged the model around to show the different three-dimensional aspects of it. He clicked on the shirt the avatar was wearing and altered the color of it.
“Whoa!” Rico exclaimed from behind them. “H-Her shirt just changed colors…In real life!” The two looked away from the screen and were amazed to see how quickly Cora’s real life being registered with her avatar.
“This is amazing!” Jack blurted out, unable to contain his excitement. He was about to unleash his creativity but stopped himself. He looked over at Cora to ask her permission to...well, change her.
"I don't mind," Cora replied to his pleading look. "I'm actually curious as to what you can do too."
Jack nodded and turned back towards his computer to click on the jeans the avatar was wearing. With a few more clicks and adjustments the model went from wearing pants to shorts.
Within seconds Cora felt the fabric of her pants ride up her legs and slowly stop at her thighs. She stood up and looked down at her new bottoms, just as amazed as the other two were. A minute later she felt her feet getting covered by cotton socks. She looked down at Jack tentatively. "You can do more than just clothes, right?" Her question hung there for a moment.
The two guys looked at one another knowing exactly what they wanted to do. Jack looked up at her and smiled nervously. "Y-Yeah, sure. You're ok with that?" He wanted to make sure she was alright with him altering her avatar physically. She gave him an assuring nod and he turned back at his screen. He had to pause there for a moment to center his mind, suppressing his overwhelming desire to change her to how he wanted her to look like: big chested and on the tall side, almost socially unacceptable to the outside world.
Trying to make it as least obvious as possible, Jack started with Cora's legs, and not her breasts. Little by little he dragged, pulled, pinched, and moved the avatar's skin to what he thought looked nice. The gasp from Rico told him that it was working.
Behind him Cora felt the skin of her legs moving and pulling just as Jack was doing. Her hips got a bit wider, her thighs and calves were being toned, and overall, she saw herself getting taller. Cora closed her eyes, feeling her body get massaged by the mystical fingers of Jack's computer mouse. It surprised her how delightful it all felt, the sensations suddenly moving into her shoulders and down her arms. Her biceps grew a bit, filling out millimeter by millimeter in her tight sleeves, followed by the delicate detailing of her hands and fingers. Her attention was brought up to her head when her scalp was vibrating with tiny points of pleasure as her blond hair grew longer down past shoulders. Her cheeks and lips were tweaked and the color of her eyes became an even more majestic darker shade than they had previously been.
The amazing sensations subsided and Cora opened her eyes to look over at Jack. "That...felt incredible," she sighed. She then cocked her head a little, going over everything in her head. "You didn't change everything..." she said curiously.
Jack broke into a nervous sweat instantly. He knew exactly what she was referring to: her chest and her butt. "I-I...uhh...yeah... I know. I was just about to do that." He quickly turned back to his laptop and stared at the avatar. The arrow quivered over her chest as Jack's hand shook nervously. "Ok...here we go." he said under his breath.
Slowly and methodically he reshaped Cora's breasts, trying his best to be reasonable in his design. Once he was done, he was content in giving her a nice pair of C cup breasts. Jack turned and watched in similar wonder with Rico as Cora's chest expanded before them.
She could feel the fabric of her shirt stretch to accommodate her new assets, seeing the neckline drop a little. The expansion stopped, and she looked down at Jack with a content expression.
"How's that?" Jack asked sheepishly, wanting to make sure he didn't overdo it.
"Nice. I like them, thank you." Cora replied happily, feeling her newest acquisitions with her hands.
Jack nodded with a sigh of relief. However, deep down he wanted her to be bigger, at least twice, or even three times as large as she was now, but that was ridiculous. At least to the outside world it would. He'd love if she could be how he would like to imagine her, but that was only for his fantasies. He pushed the thoughts from his mind and got to work on the last part of her body, her butt. Just as he had done before, he shaped her hips and rounded her backside to a modest and respectable size.
Rico gasped and watched in awe as Cora's hips widened before his eyes to make room for the growing amount of flesh. Her rear expanded until it was a nice rounded shape. Quickly Rico got up from his bed and walked quickly outside the room to the bathroom without warning. Jack raised an eyebrow in confusion, but quickly brushed his roommate’s behavior aside to admire Cora.
"So...think I did a decent job?" Jack asked hopefully.
"I think you did a very good job, Jack. Thank you."
The big smile on her face told Jack that he had succeeded. "Well, now all I have to do is calculate different algorithms for your daily needs." The bewildered expression from Cora made him explain. "Things like breathing patterns, sensory information, absorption rates, digestion, and stuff like that...so you enjoy stuff even more!"
"Oh...sounds confusing," she replied, sort of understanding his thinking process.
"And it's probably really boring to watch..." Jack added.
"I don't mind," Cora stated as she sat back down next to him. "If it makes me better, then go for it."
Jack locked eyes with her deep purple ones, loving how beautiful she was becoming and how she was liking his decisions too. Now he was about to embark on the long journey of making both their lives even more enjoyable. "Alright, just let me know if you ever get bored or anything."