Not in a Million Years ((editing))

Not in a Million Years ((editing))

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When two very different people meet, will their hearts beg for each other, or will they push each other away like a pile of trash? Connor POV I knew as soon as I uploaded that video, I know that I will regret it. But I also feel good about finally telling the world about my sexuality. I am expecting some hate, but that shouldn't ruin how I feel about myself. I know that I will find someone who loves me back and we can spend maybe forever together. I stand up from the computer and head into the kitchen to make some tea for myself. I glance at the clock and remember that I am going to a meeting in the city soon. I quickly drink my tea and fix myself up, making myself look presentable in front of total strangers who are very sophisticated. The cab finally arrives and I nervously get in. The driver is very nice and doesn't make me give him a tip. In no time at all, I am outside of this very large office building. I adjust my suit and walk inside the revolving door, not knowing how this meeting will go.
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