Slowly, their roots intertwined in the fresh media. Joey's spike trembled at the first touch. Ruby Hair Lip's scent seemed to grow stronger in the moonlight. They ignored the drunken snoring of the newcomer, and the snide whispers from the light shelf. She dropped her tresses, twining them around Joey's leaves. He could feel his pulse pounding in his column. Closer, Closer...
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