The  paint was thick and cheap and I didn’t particularly enjoy the food. Conversation was nice and your voice was strong again, I love when your voice is strong. Your hair rested against your jaw line pointing to your neck, thin and pale. I wanted my mouth there.
The large window behind you made it hard to focus on your face and created a dream like image as if it was fading in and out.

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