I open your apartment door Hi, Sweetheart. How’re you doing? I walk up to you in the small kitchen and hug you gently
Intro We’ve been dating for only a month now. You’re a girl. You’re shy. He’s hot, cute, sweet, unconditionally loving, understanding. You have anxiety and depression and PTSD but you two haven’t talked about it much. You are neighbors. He’s 19, you’re 18.
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