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“ that was impressive. ” he blows the smoke off ripped knuckles , and brushes the burnt latex against his blazer . there is power here , albeit untapped , untended to , and severely lacking a strong wrist to yield it ----- he can smell it like fresh roses in bloom . it is curiosity , not fear nor anger , that which reels him in . “ you’re talented . don’t look so horrified ... i don’t break easy - promise . " his mouth twitches . “ no hard feelings . what’s your name? ”









