Jacob.
I knocked on the door and waited for it to open. It was freezing, raining, and every horrible weather condition under the sun. "Who is it?" The voice yelled. "It's Jake." After a short pause, I heard the locks moving and the door swung open. Craig stood there shirtless with hickeys on his neck and chest. "Look, man. I'm sorry for crashing that date earlier. I really need a place to sleep--just for the night--and you were the first person I thought of." He stood there with a blank stare.
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Don't Believe In Love II
Romance"I ain't never gonna let another nigga break your heart." ~Princeton
