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Jealously - 5sos AU

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Reads 2,934
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Parts 20
Time 1h 31m

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I looked up. Ashton smiled at me, handing me the spliff. I inhaled deeply; letting the smoke absorb into my body. I took another draw and took a swig from the vodka bottle. There was something so intimate about us 3 alone in this dirty caravan, getting high together.

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