yasmine
her bra is somewhere in the room, but she can't locate it as she climbs off of aidan's lap. he pulls the sheet to cover everything below his torso, and rubs his face without a sound.
"you okay?" she asks, running her finger along his shoulder.
he moves his hand from his head and the soft kiss he gives her seems forced.
he doesn't seem fine, but she doesn't mention it.
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the brain project [1]
Short Story❝ am i supposed to believe that you're not still a dick? ❞ ❝ yes. ❞ ❝ no. ❞ ❝ maybe. ❞
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