
((Grindel's mom comes up and blows Storm's brains out with a shotgun.))
Storm put one arm around her waist.

((The Russians nuke the school.))
Storm put one hand behind Grindel's head.

((Some cops show up and shoot Storm.))
Storm kissed her.

((And the teacher said 'Back to work, you two! Change partners!')) Storm felt his lips gently brush hers.

Storm leaned the slightest closer so their noses touched. He could feel her breathing.

Storm unconsciously leaned forward the same amount. There faces were only an inch away from eachother now.

Storm just held her there a second, wondering what she was gonna do.

Storm caught her, his face inches from hers. He looked into her eyes, one hand on her arm and the other holding her hand.

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"That's cool." Storm looked closely at the beaker.

Storm smiled at her and then looked at the beaker. "When?"

Storm found some mint. "Here you go," he said, handing it over./

"Oh." Storm kept looking.

"Thanks." Storm opened the cabinet. He took out some chocolate mint(it's a type of mint). "This?"

"Thanks." Storm closed the cabinet, then paused. "Which way's right?"

"Uh... Sure..." Storm opened a drawer. "Mint, mint..."

"I didn't see that at first," he said, as if he heard what she was thinking. He watched it bubble.

"Oh. Yeah, that looks right."

Storm shook his head clear and stood back up. He sat down. "Couldn't find it."

"No, the Menthol..." Storm ducked down, searching the lower cabinet. He turned his head and was looking right at her skirt.