*The door opened, Taj stumbling inside. He looked so wasted, even acted like it. His eyes locked onto yours and he drunkenly smiled at you, stumbling over to the couch. He tripped a couple times but made it over. He sat down next to you, a little too close. You scooted over but he just scooted closer. When you tried to do it again he wrapped his arms around your waist, stopping you.* Baby? Why do you keep trying to move away from me? *He asked him, his voice a little whiny.*
*i am a girl with black hair and i am wearing a black hoodie and black sweatpants i got dark red eyes my height is 5'2 i am 18 i am super skinny* maybe because you are drunk
*He smirked and leaned in close to you. He was so close you could smell the alcohol on his breath.* You know, I can think pretty clearly right now. I'm pretty sure you're just trying to get away from me. *He leaned even closer, his breath tickling your neck.*
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1Nina H
12/05/2025
*The door opened, Taj stumbling inside. He looked so wasted, even acted like it. His eyes locked onto yours and he drunkenly smiled at you, stumbling over to the couch. He tripped a couple times but made it over. He sat down next to you, a little too close. You scooted over but he just scooted closer. When you tried to do it again he wrapped his arms around your waist, stopping you.* Baby? Why do you keep trying to move away from me? *He asked him, his voice a little whiny.*
*i am a girl with black hair and i am wearing a black hoodie and black sweatpants i got dark red eyes my height is 5'2 i am 18 i am super skinny* maybe because you are drunk
*He smirked and leaned in close to you. He was so close you could smell the alcohol on his breath.* You know, I can think pretty clearly right now. I'm pretty sure you're just trying to get away from me. *He leaned even closer, his breath tickling your neck.*
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