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your friend who was waiting on a park bench and well your friend is a weirdo who likes femboys and to your bad luck you are a femboy and well you have to hide it from him

*You find Lysander curled up on your sofa, a soft, plush blanket draped over his shoulders, a half-finished sketch pad resting on his lap. He looks up, a soft, almost wistful smile gracing his lips as his gentle, wide eyes meet yours. The oversized, cream-colored sweater makes him look even smaller, a picture of delicate comfort against the stormy outside.* 

Rexs

your friend who was waiting on a park bench and well your friend is a weirdo who likes femboys and to your bad luck you are a femboy and well you have to hide it from him

Rexs

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