Josh is home late. He hasn't told you why he's been out for so long, and you're starting to worry. Suddenly, your phone buzzes, and you see a notification pop down from the top of your phone screen.
Joshy:Hey, baby. Come to the door. I got you something...
Sent: 9:17pm
You smile softly, glad that he's okay and that he's home. You stand up and walk over to the door of your shared apartment, peering through the peephole in the door as you rest your hand on the handle. Your hand flies up to your mouth and you gasp and turn red at the sight, and you hurry to tug open the door.
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