Cracking the Glass
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Ongoing45m
Last published Fri, Nov 23, 2018
"Woah! I uh-" My cheeks flush bright red. "I'm more of a-" The camera clicks, "behind the camera person." I finish as the picture prints. "Why not? You're so pretty who wouldn't want you in front of their camera." Okay, I am definitely blushing, wow, okay. "Do you like girls by any chance?" I ask but it comes out as "Whats the wifi?" "Oh yeah sorry," Via says tucking the picture of my tomato face in her coat pocket. Do straight people tuck pictures in coat pockets? Do straight people wear COATS INSIDE?!?!?
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