chapter 39 - silly and gross

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"I think I'm gonna die Sebby, save me", I fake cry as I lean on his muscular body. "No you're not, at least not today. the most you'll do is pass out and I won't let that happen because you still owe me a drink", he says and I lost roll my eyes at his effortless attempt to be cool. Everything about his body just has me glued at this point. Not DRocks type of muscular body, but I can't help but put my hand on his abs, except for his height, everything about him gives the K-pop star vibe. His skin, his double eyelids, his hair, his smile, the warmth he gives off. His arms are just perfect, lean and finely built-up at the same time. And about his height, my 5 ft 6 height is nothing compared to his 6 ft 4 height. "Then why does it feel like my soul is leaving my body with each step

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