[ harry's eyebrows go up and he stops moving for a split second. too fast? that's what he's used to. quick. meaningless. a pick-me-up. nobody's ever complained. nobody's tried to hold on (unless they wanted money). nobody's been a friend. party. sex. next.
he could probably get a friend right now. possibly. first one in however many years. and his first thought is to take their clothes off and fuck on a teacher's desk.
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he could probably get a friend right now. possibly. first one in however many years. and his first thought is to take their clothes off and fuck on a teacher's desk.
he lifts his arms. shruuuuug ]
We could do something else.