Leave.this place is gross
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| - | + | The dank bathroom air clings to you as you push the door open, escaping into golden sunlight that licks across your skin. | |
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| + | Your breath catches—, As your eyes adjust, the familiar silhouette comes into focus—the same sculpted jogger from before, his bronzed torso glistening with sweat that trails down the defined ridges of his abs. His low-slung gray sweatpants ride dangerously loose on his hips, the fabric clinging to every powerful movement of his thighs as he picks up speed. | ||
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| + | He's heading toward the far edge of the park where the paved path gives way to uneven earth, his sneakers kicking up little clouds of dust. Beyond him, the pond shimmers under the midday sun, its surface broken occasionally by diving dragonflies. A narrow trail disappears into the dense thicket of oaks and pines, their shadows swallowing the sunlight whole. You catch one last glimpse of his shoulder blades flexing as he veers onto that secluded path before the trees obscure him from view. | ||
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Revision as of 13:48, 7 February 2026
The dank bathroom air clings to you as you push the door open, escaping into golden sunlight that licks across your skin.
Your breath catches—, As your eyes adjust, the familiar silhouette comes into focus—the same sculpted jogger from before, his bronzed torso glistening with sweat that trails down the defined ridges of his abs. His low-slung gray sweatpants ride dangerously loose on his hips, the fabric clinging to every powerful movement of his thighs as he picks up speed.
He's heading toward the far edge of the park where the paved path gives way to uneven earth, his sneakers kicking up little clouds of dust. Beyond him, the pond shimmers under the midday sun, its surface broken occasionally by diving dragonflies. A narrow trail disappears into the dense thicket of oaks and pines, their shadows swallowing the sunlight whole. You catch one last glimpse of his shoulder blades flexing as he veers onto that secluded path before the trees obscure him from view.
Do you :
Leave here and go for a drive to the beach
