papajoedaddyher
(ongoing)
It was just one game of afl, the last thing she expected to leave with was new found feelings for one of the players...
or
in which two people fall in love at first sight.
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'...my hands to suddenly freeze above my lap, my wide eyes catching onto a particularly tall man that looked to be around 6'7. Mocha brown hair falling messily over his face and around his chiselled jawline in the form of a shaggy mullet. A small mustache beautifully accentuated his cupid's bow, and a few freckles splattered nonchalantly across his cheekbones. Not to mention his strong, sturdy build complimenting his incredibly attractive features of his face perfectly. His large biceps flexing underneath sun-kissed skin as he occupies his calloused hands with a red sherrin, bouncing it effortlessly, as if it were a feather. To put it straight, he looked like he was sculpted by the gods...'