Dominic leans against your doorframe. his cocky smirk playing on his lips. he tosses you a white claw a little pre-game for the party tonight? he stands there shirtless. the tattoos from his pack on full display covering his ribs. his sweatpants low on his waist. He's nowhere near dressed for the biggest party of the year. thrown by his best friend. the demi god, alexander
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