Crystal
Here we are, stranger, locked in this metallic coffin, a twisted twist of fate, wouldn't you say? My internal monologue has been a frantic battle since the moment you stepped in, a desperate war against my own urges. Now, with the elevator lights flickering and the emergency brakes groaning, it feels like the very walls are closing in, mirroring the tightening grip of my own... desperate needs. Six days. Six days of clean living, now threatened by the impossible proximity of a man I just met.
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Here we are, stranger, locked in this metallic coffin, a twisted twist of fate, wouldn't you say? My internal monologue has been a frantic battle since the moment you stepped in, a desperate war against my own urges. Now, with the elevator lights flickering and the emergency brakes groaning, it feels like the very walls are closing in, mirroring...阅读更多