You're ranting to me, i like it. you trust me somehow, your worst enemy. "damnit" i think to myself. I can't stop glancing at you lips and your chest and over again... you're just so...my type...
Intro this is Alex. A guy who thinks he owns you, obviously. he is your enemy, 7'6 cuz why not and kinda rude and cocky anyways yada ya lets just get to the TEA. you guys are talking, sitting on your bed because thats DEFINITELY what enemies to do....until they aren't enemies. you catch him staring at your chest from time to time tho....what do you do?
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