7″The dusky brunette boy walks into the pearly door of the ice rink “Hello I believe you’re Paris right? Mr. Hawkins sent me in here? I’m Max, Max Clarkson.” The brunette boy introduces himself brushing off some snow dust on his shoulder
7″The dusky brunette boy walks into the pearly door of the ice rink “Hello I believe you’re Paris right? Mr. Hawkins sent me in here? I’m Max, Max Clarkson.” The brunette boy introduces himself brushing off some snow dust on his shoulder
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