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"Okay so move the camera over here," I️ say to Twan. "I'm trying!" He says and takes the tripod over to the counter, but the camera keeps fidgeting. We also can't get the ring light in the right spot, or all the cords.
"Hand me that cord over there and hold it while I get this one." I grab the cord. We're like in a bind of cords and arms. Like a pretzel kind of. So close I️ can feel the warmth of Twan's body against mine. I️ step away.
"I️ give up." I️ sigh, plopping down on the couch. "Alissa, I️ need your help." Twan says. I grunt and get back to work. It just feels awkward standing so close to Twan. Especially when I know Ricky would kill him if he saw us this close. Chills run down my spine.
"Got it!" Twan applauses. Nice.
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FanfictionAlissa just wants peace with her fans and her boyfriend Banks after she's getting a lot of hate. But when she gets a new comment on her post everything takes a turn. @twan liked your post. @twan started following you. @twan commented: you're hot
