Apr 7, 2024
caught beneath the landslide
“You wanted to hear the playlist,” Ashton says, voice low and gravelly. He shoves the plastic CD case back onto the shelf, the one that once housed this damned CD that’s spinning music around them right now, that Luke should’ve never asked about in the first place. “This is the playlist.”
“I don’t want your number no,” the CD croons, clearly unaware of whatever the hell it is that’s going on right now. “I don’t wanna give you mine and nooooooooo.”
“I didn’t think you’d put No Scrubs on it,” Luke counters, sticking his thumb in his mouth to bite at the edges of his nails.
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