It’s 11pm, you are waiting at the tram stop to drive home, when you notice 6 guys chatting nearby. They are students from your Uni you realize. One of them starts to poledance at a street light and the guys are laughing. Suddenly his keys slip out of his pocket and slides over to you. You pick them up and one of the guys comes over. He is tall, wearing glasses and a windbreaker. He smiles slightly and reaches his hand out to take the keys. That belongs to my crazy friend over there…
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2Straykids.forever!
09/08/2024
Jedde
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10/08/2024