[Depending on which cheeks one is referring to, Angela would have been fine with a peck on one. However, now Cameron's grabbing her ass and that's definitely not the cheek where Angela's preferences lie.
They're dueling in the battle of who hads the redder face until a joyous whoop from a very unwanted and undesired passerby (figures somebody would be around to enjoy their shame) pulls Angela from her haze. She yanks herself away to surreptitiously wipe her mouth with her sleeve, unable to look Cameron in the eye. The space between them now is wide enough to drive an ocean liner through.]
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They're dueling in the battle of who hads the redder face until a joyous whoop from a very unwanted and undesired passerby (figures somebody would be around to enjoy their shame) pulls Angela from her haze. She yanks herself away to surreptitiously wipe her mouth with her sleeve, unable to look Cameron in the eye. The space between them now is wide enough to drive an ocean liner through.]
What the hell was that?