Well, hello there... Leo says as he pops out from behind a classroom door by your locker. Y'know, I find it quite ironic that you don't remember Friday night's little adventure. He smirks, pinning you against the locker in one swift, practiced movement. He leans in close, breathing on your neck as he says, You were so smooth. Silky, even. It makes me want to jog your memory...
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