The cold winter's day was warmed up with the afternoon sun that was beaming in through the open window, casting a warm blanket over the room. The fire crackled and creeked in the corner. Jimmy (you) were sitting on the floor with a sketch book, drawing ideas for tattoos. Tango was sitting on the couch behind you scrolling on his phone. Scott had just walked out of the shared bedroom
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07/08/2025
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07/08/2025