I would just like to throw out there that we can all stop talking about putting things up my ass. No fly zone. Do not enter. No parking.
Dani AlexanderMots clés shattered-glass dani-alexander mm-fiction
Clean," Peter said.
"Can I get a water bottle or something to clean his hands?" I scanned the crowd. He drew my attention back to him with a pull of my hand.
"No," Peter said. "I'm...clean."
I had missed who Peter was until that very moment...
I broke. It wasn't a visible fracture. I didn't sob or explode into anguish. I didn't give in to my vomitus urge that came from the burst of self-loathing. But I shattered nonetheless.
"Well, you look filthy," I said, hitting redial on his phone and jamming it to my ear.
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I was going to be mature about this. And ignore him.
Dani AlexanderMots clés shattered-glass dani-alexander
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