he wondered if luke had taken a liking to him as well. but that was probably never going to happen.
michael finishes his hot chocolate, and leaves the nice environment of the café, walking back into the solitary, yet busy, streets of new york.
walking back home, he hopes that ashton isn't back yet for the first time.
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Mental ✧ muke
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