12:00 pm
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The ebony female's back arched in sheer compliance, mouth opened in ecstasy when suppressing a moan; hands resting on the defined abdomen of the caramel skinned female beneath her as she continued to rock her hips to meet the blonde's intense thrusts.

"Fuck, Mani." The husky voice resided from Dinah whom laid in pure bliss when knowing that she was the cause of Normani's current state; dark purple love bites scattered along every curve of her body like a canvas and swollen lips.

"Dinah, I feel it-" With an exasperated groan, Normani finally reached her high, spilling all over the latter and her satin sheet while it took an extra few thrusts before Dinah relieved the burning desire in the pit of her stomach.

The room was cascaded with their rough, hitched breathing that terminated shortly; leaving the older singer to remove herself from her position from on top of the young veteran. She moved to the edge of the bed, naked body still on full display for the Polynesian before tugging on her white button up shirt and clean underwear; not bothering to throw on pants before burying herself back under the comforter next to the woman whom was now attired in a pair of boxers and her sweatshirt.

They were used to this routine as of now, using each other for intimacy due to the sexual attraction they felt for one another. Normani sensed it to be merely an infatuation while the blonde latter seeks it to be much more than that.

"-citizens are hurriedly doing last minute shopping before tonight," The reporter proclaimed as the television set turned on once Normani picked up the remote. "And I got to say, it's quite a havoc out there." Footage of in store physical violence and thefts appeared on the screen before returning back to the group of news anchors that sat around their conference table.

"It seems as though they're getting their purging in earlier than they should be." A blonde middle aged woman stated, nervously chuckling at the cynical remark she created.

"It's honestly devastating to see these sort of these occurring in our country these days," The male spoke once again to the group when reverting his attention to the camera. "Breaking news that has caused quite debate today is the NFFA's new addition to the event which is that immunity is no longer granted to higher class citizens. Everyone is deemed to participate."

The statement caused Normani to move to a sitting position, a distraught look uncovering itself onto her face. She was appalled by the statement as she finally reached the stature to escape the purge only four years ago but is now subjected to the event once again. The ebony's anxiety coursing thought her veins in an increasing surge as she attempted to coupe by fiddling with her cuticles.

Aware of the arisen concern on the woman's face, Dinah moved to wrap a reassuring arm around Normani's shoulder; allowing her the access of resting her head on her shoulder. It was eerily quiet between the two of them for a few moments before sobs raked throughout the smaller ebony's frame, leaving the veteran to rest a finger underneath her chin as she focused the female's gaze onto her own; interlocking them.

"I-I did everything...everything to get rid of this fucking night, Dinah. I've lost many loved ones for the pleasure of this deteriorating country and I'm sick of it," Her words were still audible despite her state where tears trekked down her puffy cheeks before hitting the comforter. She exhaled while releasing a shaky breath before stating, "I just don't think I can handle it again."

"Hey...don't ever talk like that again as long as you're alive and breathing, okay?," Dinah stated while resting her lips against the older female's forehead. "I don't know what trauma you've been through and the losses that you've face but just know that I'm here now and you got me. Whenever in doubt remember that you will always and forever have me because I'm not going anywhere."

"Wow, you're the security guard that any girl would dream of."

The blonde female wished to hear something different come from out the ebony's mouth but seeing the amusement now flooding in her eyes caused her to leave it to rest.
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2:37 pm
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"One more time from the top ladies!" The brunette Latina announced from her spot in the bleacher's as she witnessed the members of her team fall back in line prior to restarting the cheer.

Camila analyzed them, noting how Chelsea seemed wobbly from above and the lack of movement Lucy was exhibiting. This rehearsal has been a rare occasion of imperfection that the entirety of the team showcased and the brunette already then the explanation of their sudden distress. It was purge night.

"I think we should call it a wrap for today guys!" The petite captain called out, causing the girls to cease their movements and rush to grab some water before gathering their belongings. "Stay safe tonight!"

"Hey Mila," Charlotte came into the brunette's sight, sitting on the bench in front of Camila as she watched her put her items into her usual practice bag. "You heading home after this?"

"No, Charli," The younger girl chuckled at her closest friend for asking the question. "You know that I have my shift at the mall today."

"Yeah but don't you find it quite fucking ridiculous that they're making you work on this type of day."

Camila nodded her head in acknowledgement as she moved to sit beside her friend of three years; clasping their hands together as she rubbed soothing circles around the brown haired latter's palm.

"Don't worry about me, okay? I'll be fine just like every year."

"Okay, but I'm joining you at work today."

"Why? There's no nee-"

"I just want to make sure you're okay you know since this is the first year you're going to be by yourself for this night." The British female interrupted the Cuban's statement.

"You do know that I can handle myself right?"

"I highly doubt that."
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4:56 pm
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"No te preocupes padre estaré bien,(don't worry father I'll be fine)." Her functional hand worked busily on chopping up the assorted peppers that has been a tedious feat of hers for the last half an hour and finally finished; scooping up the vegetables and throwing arranging them in the pot to grill them. "Te amo, papá, (I love you dad)."

"Yo también te amo, Allyson." The middle aged male's husky tone rung through the other line as the duo bid their goodbyes before the shorter Latina ended the call, moving to tend to her food.

Nearly a month ago, Ally attempted to aid the elderly woman at the hospital down the stairs but their roles reversed once she missed a step, causing her to plummet down the stairs until she reached the bottom, landing on her arm. Since then, performing everyday tasks have been quite difficult but she managed.

Once her meal was complete, she moved to sit on wonted position on the sofa, grabbing the remote to turn on the T.V. The young volunteer surged through numerous channels to escape the monstrosity that is the purge but with no luck of an active channel, she sided with the news.

"These are the last landings of the evening at the Miami International Airport as arriving foreigners are raving at the love and admiration they share towards the country for carrying forward this tradition."

Ally continued to consume the small dinner that she made for herself, eyes locked in the screen as she watched people from all over the globe shuffle throughout the airport.

"I wish that my country saw the good that this holiday brings," A Russian woman whom presumably seemed to be in her early twenties spoke into the interviewer's mic. "They find it to be destructive and dehumanizing but I see it differently as a way to keep out world strong and thriving which is why I've came to contribute."

The owner of the dirty blonde tresses swallowed her rice before suppressing a laugh in utter amusement. She would do absolutely anything to get out of this country and away from this mess, hoping that she could save up enough money to purchase a plane ticket and get as far away as she can from this capitalist country while others are literally paying to come here. They're practically signing off their will at this moment with this death wish.

She peered down at her watch that adorned her small wrist, seeing that it was now 10 minutes after six and decided that it was time to lock up for the long night ahead of her.
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6:50 pm
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Normani finally descended her colossal stairwell that lead to the main floor after spending ten minutes prancing in her room in thought. Dinah and a plentiful amount of additional security guards scrambled around, assuring that they secured the premises of the mansion for the sake of the young idol.

"Hey, Dinah." The ebony approached the tall, blonde woman whom sat alone in the surveillance room in front of cameras and monitors that scanned the vicinity and border around her house.

"Mani, I'm sorry but I'm a little busy. I'll come up to your room after everything is all set up." Dinah said those words in hopes of getting the woman she loved to comply with her request but in return, hands were set on her arms that rubbed soothing circles on her aching shoulders before a pair of lips were placed on her neck; lightly kissing the heated skin.

"Mm, babe...stop. I won't be able to control myself if you keep it up."

"Maybe I want you to lose control," Normani's voice was seductively alluring, her breath fanning over the female guard's nape. "To have your way with me so I could forget all about this horrible night."

Her words and touches were enough to drive Dinah to move out of her seat and settling her on top of the table, not giving a single thought about the monitors circling around them. Their lips met in an intense, passionate kiss and the females roamed their hand along each other; desperate to explore the secret depths that was yet to be uncovered. The blonde lowered her head to suck on the latter's neck, etching markings along her previous, melanin skin. Their clothes were soon to be shed when a familiar blaring noise cascaded in the air, causing the duo to depart from one another. The monitors changed to a different screen where the warning siren for the threshold of the purge was sounding.
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7:00 pm
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They were in the middle of downtown, the most hottest point of Miami to purge, racing through the streets; lingering in the shadows in attempt to stay hidden from plain sight. Their car which had been broken down due to someone cutting their wire was within miles from reach. It took the brunette Latina a lifetime of savings and tedious shifts to earn the money for the car and yeah it pained her to give it up but her survival is more important.

"Camila, hold up..." Charli panted, meeting up with her friend whose eyes scanned the empty setting warily. "My house is not too far from here if we run we cou-"

The next scene was traumatic for Camila as she screamed out for God himself when witnessing the blade venture through the British woman's body quickly, once being pulled out blood pooled everywhere and her lifeless body last to rest on the cold ground. A victorious grin spread across the killer's face, thin lips curving upwards as he began to approach Camila but she was already running ahead trying to seek shelter while having the graphic image of her friend's murder fresh in her mind.
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7:32 pm
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The night has just begun and havoc has already flooded the luminous streets of Miami. Bodies layered in blood were spread out on streets while fires and store raids followed with gut churning gunshots.

An innocent high school girl raced frantically through the streets to escape her tormenter, a warm-hearted, church going female remained alert in her secured home, a model was safe and sound with her security team, and an unknown emerald eyed woman drove down the streets with a primary agenda but no matter how good or bad of a person you are, morals don't depict this living through the night but simply saving yourself over others.
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