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you’re coming from ballet class and walking down the sidewalk, listening to lana del rey. you walk past a group of guys, immediately recognising one of them, dougie as he’s your neighbour. you feel their eyes on you, until one of them is brave enough to tap you on the shoulder

“hypothetically speaking, if i were to spit game, would you let me?” he smirked, looking down at you as he rubbed his hands together