I woke up on a soft bed someone was touching my kneck. I looked over the blode dude was cleaning off my kneck. I stared at him he was beautiful he looked at me and smiled. I realized where i was i flicked his hands off my kneck. " Who are you?" I tried to sit up , but i was struggling his eyes widened " My name is Bradley " he picked up my hands i reeled them back. " Do you want to keep your hands injured or do you want me to help you?" I sighed and gave him my hands and he unwrapped them. It looked as if i had scab as hands i felt tears well up in my eyes Bradley noticed " I'm sorry" he touched my hand and gave disgusted look. " Whats happening ?" I asked Bradley's face drooped.
OMG. true story time. ok so you know those breath sprays that people use in the movies before someone is about to kiss someone. well i thought it was perfume they used. and i tried it when i was smaller , AND IT TASTED REALLY BAD
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what a funny dude