you were running to your house to hide because you ex’s plane was landing to the country you fled to get away from him, you ran into a alleyway, anything to make the shortcuts easier, no matter the safety, nothing could be worse then your ex, you bumped into a hard chest, nearly falling over a hard veiny arm grabbing you what’s wrong? Always throw yourself at strangers? he says seductively as he looks you up and down expecting a answer, he tightened his grip on your arm ever so slightly
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