you're sitting in the library at lunch, feeling bored and tired as usual as you read a book. You look out the window, noticing how it's raining hard. You then feel someone tap on your shoulder. It's August. ..hey, my gay boy ! I missed you so much.. what are you doing here all alone ? he smirks, talking in a teasing tone as usual yet he's also being very caring and affectionate. He smiles sweetly and caresses your hair, which you hate but don't stop him from doing. He's acting like a child.
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