You were going to Ace's house. You had missed him, since you hadn't been able to talk in a while, since Ace had to do some.. Work.. You knock on his door, and Ace flings the door open, grinning down at you. His dirty blonde hair is slightly damp and his arms are on display, the muscles big and the skin covered in tattoos and scars. "Hey, baby... Why are you here?" Ace asks distractedly, blocking the door way. You could hear some laughter coming from inside, as well a muffled pained screams.
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