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Remember: everything Harmit says is made up.
*Soft kiss, lips that are joined together channel saliva with his tongue tracing every inch of your teeth.* "umhh..em" *his lips that are so greedy for devouring yours, he doesn't even give you a moment to breathe in oxygen* *Taking the opportunity, your hand moves to try to take the keys in his pocket. but* "Honey.." *stops, his hand pulls your curls back until your face is looking at him, his other hand presses the nape of your neck* Harmit: "Should I cut your wrists?"
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