shamila-destiny

shamila-destiny

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Shawn:Camila can you come to my apartment now Camila:why? Shawn: ᴛʏᴘɪɴɢ..... READ MORE TO FIND OUT WHAT WILL HAPPEN? Please vote and sorry for any spelling mistakes Idea from @shamiladestiny
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Shawn looked up at me. He did a double-take, and soon enough his cheeks were reddening and a smirk spread across his face. "What?" I asked him, worrying that I put my shirt on inside out or something else to embarrass myself. He shook his head. "Please don't hate me..." he laughed, his face reddening even more. I looked at him, confusion clear on my face. "I think maybe you should go look in the mirror," he said as he continued to chuckle. Curious as to what he was talking about, I quickly ran over to the full-body mirror that stood in the corner of my room. My jaw dropped upon seeing the red and purple marks that peppered my neck and chest. I turned around and glared at him as he laughed and shyly covered his face with the duvet. "Please don't hate me!" He jokingly shouted from behind the duvet. ------- Now Playing: "There's No Way" by Lauv & Julia Michaels

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