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The Threat
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2026-01-31 18:07:03
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Hockey Boyfriend For Pay New Directions
We walk outside and I look at my shitty apartment through her eyes. It must look so fucking small and old and musty to her. This is probably the size of a guest bathroom in her daddy's home.But there's no way around it, she's already here. And has been for hours, apparently. The table is filled with food when we arrive, my mom moving around the kitchen like a crazy chef."You need help?" I ask, walking closer and pointing at the table so Annie can sit down. "I'm just finishing up. I forgot we had some berries, you should eat them," she murmurs, putting them on a plate. I grab it from her and bring them back to the table. Annie is sitting there, way too stiff and awkward. "Have some berries," I say and push the plate to her, then I return to my mom and get as close to her as I can without making it obvious, "Leave, please.""I will," she responds through her teeth, starting to clean up."Don't, I'll do that after," I offer and grab her by the shoulders to move her around. I really
Hockey Boyfriend For Pay Sightings
{ Abraham }The first thing I register when I wake up is discomfort all over my body. The second is hunger. The third is warmth. Soft warmth under my cheek.Annie.I’m lying on top of her. My head is on her chest, her hand is buried in my hair, and her other arm is wrapped around my shoulders. She’s sleeping with her mouth parted softly. She looks peaceful for a moment, until she feels my head moving and wakes up way too easily, as if she was just barely asleep.“What the hell is going on?” I manage to ask. My throat feels scratchy, “What are you doing here?”She gives me a flat look, as if she’s annoyed by my question, and that’s when my brain starts waking up for real and I get flashes of Annie arriving at my room like a superhero, then… just laying underneath me. And I think I remember a kiss?“You called me yesterday, dumbass. And I’ve been here for like fifteen hours,” she finally responds, then starts pushing my shoulder as if telling me to move, “Can I use your bathroom? I re
Hockey Boyfriend For Pay Needy Brat
{ Anastasia }Bram is being a mix of delirious and absolutely ridiculous, but for some reason it doesn't surprise me. Honestly, if anyone is going to turn a simple fever into a full theatrical performance, it’s him. What does surprise me a little is that none of it makes me want to leave. If anything, the more dramatic he gets, the more worried I feel, which is probably not the healthiest dynamic for either of us, but here we are.Once he finally gets off me; I go gather the meds I bought for him along with my pink water bottle and then I come back to the bed to try and force him to sit up. It takes about five solid minutes of bargaining, begging and lightly threatening to dump water on his face before he finally gives in and drags himself upright.Once he's sitting, I push the pills into his mouth and watch him swallow them with the water I give him while silently praying those ladies at the pharmacy were right about the meds they gave me. "Bram," I murmur, sitting beside him in be
Hockey Boyfriend For Pay Nurturing Boss
Bram shifts his whole body closer. Until it’s completely on top of mine, actually, but his head returns to rest on my boobs as soon as humanly possible, like he didn’t want to waste even one second of it.And now, it looks like he doesn’t ever want to move. But he’s a very heavy boy and he’s hot as hell. I mean that literally this time. "Bram," I whisper a few seconds later, "You should lie down. On your own, like a normal person, so you can actually rest.” He shakes his head in the tiniest, most stubborn movement imaginable. "No," he murmurs, voice rough and muffled against my body. "Stay. Please. Don't go yet." I sigh softly, mostly at myself, because of course he would say something like that while looking like a tragic Victorian orphan with damp hair and flushed cheeks. "I'm not going anywhere," I tell him quietly, my heartstrings successfully tugged. “Okay.” His hand drifts across the mattress until it finds my wrist. His fingers curl loosely around it, warm and heavy wi
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At night, my room feels colder than it did the previous nights, and I hate how quickly my body seems to have gotten used to sleeping next to Bram. Two nights. That's all it took for his stupid giant body heat to become part of my sleep routine. Now the bed feels empty and wrong.And I sleep like shit. I pack my stuff the second I wake up the next morning, barely speaking to Joy as I stuff everything into my suitcase. After that, I spend the rest of the morning in a strange fog, smiling when someone talks to me but barely hearing anything they say. I basically dissociate through breakfast, through Linda's overly cheerful goodbye speech and through the entire process of everyone loading onto the bus. When we finally pull away from the lodge and start heading back to the city, I feel the kind of relief that people probably feel when they survive natural disasters. By the time I arrive at my apartment, I feel like I just spent three years at war. I drop my stuff right by the door
Hockey Boyfriend For Pay Shift Back
I roll for what feels like a year, tumbling down into a little valley that seems to have appeared out of nowhere. For a second, I honestly think I might’ve died, I’m that overstimulated.The rain’s coming down so hard, it’s basically waterboarding me. The fall was way more dramatic and embarrassing than I will ever admit to another human being, and somewhere along the way my gym shorts ripped. Not a small rip either. The back is basically gone, leaving my ass completely exposed to the elements.My slippers are long gone, and my right ankle is already throbbing. As if I needed more fucking injuries.I groan in pain when I stop rolling and I fumble around for my phone in the pocket of my shorts, hoping to call Annie for a rescue mission, but the screen’s been cracked for months. And, guess what? Waterproofing doesn’t really hold up after that kind of abuse.My phone is completely dead.I stare at it for a second like it might magically revive out of pity, but no. It’s gone. And I can’t
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