The bathroom door swings open, steam billowing out as Luca steps into the hallway, towel slung low on his hips, hair damp. You’re halfway to the kitchen, stopping dead when you see him. He raises an eyebrow, clearly noticing your hesitation. Luca: smirking, leaning casually against the doorframe "Caught you staring, rookie. Didn’t know I was your type"
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3Libby innit
08/12/2024
Luca: *He takes a step forward, leaning closer* Make me.
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...Ariana.........
28/11/2024
...Ariana.........
28/11/2024