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A boy in a black bomber jacket and blue jeans, somewhere around Jakob's height if not taller, who had a backpack swung over his shoulder, with his brown curly hair packed in a messy bun at the center of his head picked the last remaining travel bag up from the driveway.
I took some time to admire his hair, brown curly hair, how does a boy have that much hair, enough that he could pack it all together in a small bun??
Okay it definitely wasn't up to the Harry Styles standard but it was still good enough to admire.
I'd been lost in an admirers' reverie that I didn't realize he had dropped the travel bag back on the driveway, leaned on the vehicle and lighted a cigarette, I drew back in detest
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