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Marshal Wallace ♊️
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"Koi" Greyson ♐️
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"Sea" Gazella ♓️
Marshal
I finish rinsing in shower lotion off, cut the water off, then rub my body with a towel. After I finish I wrap it around my waist.
Im stressing out. It's irritating me; it's hard to even spot him.
It's been days since I texted him... he left me on read.
"Goddamn..."
And so what... if he accepts my apology then what? I still gotta deal with other shit.
I put leave in condition in my hair while shaking my head.
My blonde needs touches ups.
"Still... I said sorry cause I am sorry. Parts of me are still resisting. I admit that. I'm still not down with hella shit... but he still deserves an apology. I never wanted to make him feel-" I stop whispering to myself when I hear the sound of the main door opening echo off the giant blue tiled room.
I groan and grab my basket off the hook.
"Whatever man," I take my shower shoes off and step into my slides.
