«do you mind if i look?» he asked as i began to remove the slide.
his hand caught mine, to stop me, as he asked. his fingers were sce cold, like he'd been holding them in a snowdrift before class. but that wasn't why i jerked my hand away so quickly. when he touched me, it stung my hand as if an electric current had passed through us.
i’m already loving the differences
— Oct 24, 2026 07:30PM
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