fuck. i wanted a slushy. anyways as we walked to the skatepark my hand grazed sam's. multiple times. my cheeks were red, both of them. as his hand slowly moved
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the skatepark at 4am
fuck. i wanted a slushy. anyways as we walked to the skatepark my hand grazed sam's. multiple times. my cheeks were red, both of them. as his hand slowly moved
