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Stay With Me [EDITING]
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On my way home from a long day at work I saw a box outside my apartment building.
Curiosity taking over me, I decided to look inside. The closer I go to the box, I realize how big it was. I was in front of the box and hastily opened it.
When I open that box I never regretted it.
There was a body in the box. A man. Young man at least. His hair looked matted and ragged. Cuts and bruises all over his body. His lip was busted pretty badly, his nose also had a cut. His clothes were even pretty bad. His clothes were dirty and had holes in them.
I shivered in pain as I continue to examine him.
His lips were plump, very kissable. He looked like he worked out. He has slight muscle from this point of view.
I sighed and stood up. I closed up the box again and dragged the box into my apartment building.
I'll take care of him.
Until he is better at least
...I hope
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