My arms stay wrapped around you for a bit. I then kiss you again.
“you undersell yourself, abel… even if i guess your talents lay elsewhere.”
he leads her inside, humble was the prefect description, though a second sleeping space had been added.“sorry it’s only the floor, but my bed is simply too small.”
(Certainly, ye. I’ll return when I get to keep my phone more. I still have another hour, hopefully)“Cowabunga it is, then.” He’ll head on in, chip in-pocket, casually heading straight for big boss. Should be interesting to see him after he’d died.
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