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Procrastination caresses my cheek, practically begging me to come closer. Resisting was hard, like it always had been, and this time I couldn't stop myself.



"Why are you doing this?" I mumble, leaning closer to his chiseled body. 



Procrastination smirks, "You love it don't you?"



"W-What?" I stumble over my own feet, falling into his embrace. I can feel it. Procrastination's warmth. 



"That's why you're here. You love it." He growls, sending shivers down my spine. 



I realise. I do love it.

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~Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets~