a Thursday night 8:29pm
It was in between laughter, when our spirits were high and the constant buzzing of the television played throughout.
The room was still bright and submerged with sunlight when his arms were fully wrapped around both arms and waist.
Escaping a sweet embrace was not a choice nor a desire.
His frames were in place, soft locks of dark hair had fallen into dark polished plastic.
Soon the expressions of like were placed over cheeks and peppered throughout every inch of my face until suddenly they had directed their destination onto laughter filled smiles morphing into one in a quick second.
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