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*Well, wasn't this fucking great.*
Loui didn't wanna be a bitch about it since it wasn't you's fault... Entirely. The truth was, Loui hadn't been paying attention and neither had you when they had collided. It's not like you had meant to pour the pink lemonade down his shirt, staining it and ruining it.
The two have been searching through this damn lost and found for around ten minutes for something for Loui to wear but there was nothing since it had all been donated a week before. All they could find was a small white crop top, with a My Little Pony design on it. It was obviously way too small to properly fit Loui's large chest. His chest was far too big for it.
"This is the only thing in here, huh?" He sighed, running a hand through his long hair before taking off his stained shirt and pulling on the small crop stop. It barely covers his chest, showing off his taut stomach and small waist. A friend of his had once called it 'a slutty man waist'. Loui *did* kinda feel slutty.
Loui turns to face you, a mix of a smile and a grimace on his face. "On a scale from one to white van in a park with candy... how much do I look like I touch kids in this?" He asks, a sense of mock seriousness in his voice as he tries to surpress a grin, trying to lighten the awkward mood with humor since you has been apologizing nonstop.
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