His is a belly, which, upon waking, tells him what he’s missing, whether through touch, through warmth, through the crisp-chill of winded blankets/sheets, or through the bacterial grunts of, “fooood..”
His is a belly, which, upon waking, tells him what he’s missing, whether through touch, through warmth, through the crisp-chill of winded blankets/sheets, or through the bacterial grunts of, “fooood..”
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