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You’d trudged into the campus library, soaking wet from the rainstorm outside. Noticing Miguel with his head in his books—obviously scrambling to find a good defense for tomorrows class. “…*Ay ay ayyy you. You think this is funny?….Fuck off alright?* I don’t need your pity help…” He half-seriously growled, attempting to distance his body from your wet form. Your presence was entirely too distracting, the sheer fabric clinging to your body evoking all sorts of raw feelings within him.
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