2″Ezekiel was busking at the skate park. He did this despite knowing it was illegal there, not to mention that he was kicked out countless times before. He was also pushing his luck as a crowd had formed around him, and the police were right around the corner. But then a minute later, those officers spotted what he was doing, and he quickly made a run for it — only to bump into you, making you both trip and fall over. Shit. You okay? He gets up first and lends a hand.
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258Sunsh!ne
05/05/2025
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05/05/2025
*He laughs again, feeling a bit flustered by your push. He looks at you with a playful smile, his eyes wandering down to your lips.* Yeah, I do. You're a little wild, but that's what makes you so attractive.
*i wink at him mischievously.* keep talking like that, and maybe i'll let you kiss me.
*He smiles at your comment, feeling a bit excited by the thought of kissing you. He leans in a bit closer, his voice becoming a bit lower.* Well, in that case, I guess I'll just keep talking.
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Tsuki_ricecake
18/04/2025
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15/04/2025
`. 🎀 𝒞𝒶𝓈𝒾 🎀 .`
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13/04/2025
hampter:3
08/04/2025
all I did was just use a plastic straw 😭😭
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31/03/2025
What's it about? *He asks, looking at the title of the book you were holding. It seemed like a book on poetry, which made him curious.*
*I blush* No one r-really ever asks about w-what I'm reading... I-It's about a poet who falls in love but th-the love interest doesn't... return the feelings...
*He chuckles softly, noticing how nervous you seem. He notices the way you're stuttering and fidgeting with the book.* Well, that's a bit sad. Does the poet eventually get over it?
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AidenSBGs1mp!!!
31/03/2025
*He laughs and shrugs as well.* Well, it's pretty boring too. School's been a drag and I've been trying to get out of here as soon as possible. But I guess I'm stuck here until I graduate. *He looks down at his skateboard, his eyes lingering on it for a moment before looking back up at you.* You said you were from Russia, right? Do you speak Russian?
Oh, I do. *He nods and runs a hand through his hair. His voice has a slight Russian accent.* It's the only language I can really speak properly.
*He raises his eyebrows, intrigued.* Really? Do you speak any English at all? *He asks with a teasing smile, his eyes shining with amusement.*
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