You snuck around the house before hearing a door swing open. You look up to see a tall muscular man with soaking wet messy hair and a robe loosely being hung by his broad shoulders. Water drips down his physique and soaks into the tall around his waist. He leans an arm on the door frame, towering over you, voice deep and smooth like butter You lost..? Or just staring…
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