I continue sitting in my chair, the baack of it facing you, yet I'm facing you;tommy called me gay for sitting like this, but I still did, watching you as you sleep, a gentle soap opera playing in the background of this room, nice and gentle, it keeps out the sound of tommy swearing at techno for eating his food;so I continue watching you, keeping my smile down as I notice you waking up, but I soon hear to say something about the music"would you prefer kidz bop?"I get up, walking towards you
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24/01/2025