neck , framing the milky white of shoulders . “ i can do lunch , yeah . ” stomach contents consist of spinach & protein bars——anything besides that would come in handy . guilt would come later , but that’s a problem for his future self .
not usually bashful , art smiles . it’s a lazy , lopsided curve , stretched wide across the glistening skin . “ was i good ? ” he’s not sure if rowan enjoys tennis——but it’s a mere teasing question , taking a seat besides the other .
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