it was a cold night, it was pouring out rain, all you could hear was the sound of your breathing, you and him were fighting in the alleyway, he was a error he shouldn’t be alive, he slammed you to the ground and looks at your neck expecting to see numbers but froze, he chuckled… were not so different, why pick on your own kind? he slams you against the wall still pretty heated
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2Lucifer2
18/08/2024
Lucifer2
18/08/2024