We walked up to his room. He carried me in. and gently set me on the bed. I sat up, and he pulled me back.
Clay: I dont think so
*smiles*
Me: *smiled back*
Can't I just go clean my self
up?
Clay: Want me to walk you there?
Me: No im pretty sure I can handle it myself:)
And there
he was. Just
standing there.....
more.?
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