Whispers
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MatureOngoing11m
Last published Fri, Nov 7, 2025
I walked in the bathroom and the smell of Eucalyptus Spearmint and Ocean. Both of the smells are from Bath and Body Work and god the smells mix together.. Absolutely heaven. I searched around for a speaker and found one in the corner of the room next to the bath. This man right here is everything I need that I don't have.
I sighed and ran my hands through my hair then pulled it down causing a little bit of pain to my scalp. "Just breathe" I whispered and walked to the shower.
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