ruh roh raggy

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Husky pov

Obama calls me over. He's clearly upset and I rush over. I'm grateful that he trusts me this much. With him. With his feelings. His raw feelings.
I'm in my car and it's about to rain. It's thundering and there's some lightning ahead of me. In speeding a little but I slow down when my car starts to hydroplane a bit.
I'm almost to his apartment. Wait is that Harry's car??

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