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WASTEMAN 1 Oi, why you disrespecting me bruv?
WASTEMAN 2 My mistake, original gangster!
WASTEMAN 1 No, this cannot be forgiven. Now empty
the compartments of your pantaloons!
WASTEMAN 2 For what purpose?
WASTEMAN 1 And discard of your fervour as well.
WASTEMAN 2 For what purpose?
WASTEMAN 1 In fact, I am equipped to summon the one
casualty known as Little Travis on your
buffoon self.
Exuent WASTEMAN 1.
Anyway. Last Thursday, during peak ovulation, I was sitting behind him and his bald head was RIGHT there. So I did what any mentally unstable woman would do: I reached out and touched it. Just a soft, slightly lingering touch. Like a blessing. Like I was grounding myself to the earth via l contact.
He turned around and I panicked and was like oh haha you had lint. He just nodded and said thanks. That was it.
But I went home and thought about that bald head ALL weekend. Like… feral levels of overthinking. I don’t even like him like that. But that DOME ??Totally owns me.
Anyway I haven’t touched it again but the urge is strong and I am weak.
⢸⡇⣿⣷⡶⣉⣥⣶⣶⣾⣿⣿⣷⣶⣶⣬⣉⢴⣶⣶⢹⡆
⡄⣧⠛⣡⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣜⠿⣸⢠
⣷⠘⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠃⣾
⣿⢰⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆⣿
⣿⠸⣿⣯⡙⠄⠁⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢋⣩⣉⢻⣿⣿⡇⣿
⣿⣆⠻⣿⣥⣀⣠⣿⣿⣟⢅⡸⣻⣿⣾⣿⣿⣤⣿⡟⣰⣿
⣿⣿⣷⣌⡛⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣬⣥⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⣩⣴⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢷⡶⢨⣭⣭⣭⣭⣭⣭⡅⢰⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⠰⣧⡁⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
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ㅤㅤ+REP I wish you best luck