Fallen In Control
L.Dreamsguy glowing at tabletasting my hockey roommatea mixup at the pool tablebullied mate
I finished up and stepped out of the stall, already turning toward the door to rejoin my team when I saw someone was standing there.
Blocking the way.
August.
Up close, he looked worse than before, his eyes unfocused, his stance slightly off, like he was already drunk enough not to care about anything around him.
“Move,” I said, my voice was annoyed. I didn't have strength to deal with all the Ice fuckers this night, I have to wrap up here and head back home.
August didn’t.
Instead, he stared at me, like he was trying to see something that wasn’t there.Then suddenly, his hand shot out and grabbed my arm.
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