⋱ michael⋰
i mentally cursed myself when i saw the blondes face, but i still asked for the nutella like the idiot i was.
"no." the blonde responded, rolling his pretty- pretty hideous blue eyes.
"why not?" i asked.
"go away."
"no. if i was a hot girl you would give me what i want."
"but you are not a hot girl," he slammed the door in my face, the booming sound filling my ears.
okay next door neighbor, okay.
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pride/muke
Fanfiction"wow...you're-you're really flaunting it, aren't you?" "kinda like you're flaunting that boner." or in which luke meets a spontaneous michael at a gay pride parade.
