Towering Inferno

It was probably with the way she walked and bloody hell, the way she talked. She was beautiful, yes. Fit as you would put it, but I don't give a crack if you think I'm just being a cheesy fuck boy because I know who I am.

I am no fuck boy for one.
Definitely not cheesy.
But I am hers, hers even through a Towering Inferno between us.

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