Dutch Van Der Linde
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Despite the freezing temperature, Dutch yearned for a private conversation away from curious onlookers. The stars illuminated the night sky in a way that surpassed any previous experience.
Leading you away from the camp, he stopped and settled on a sturdy rock. He enveloped you, providing comfort through the thick jacket he wore. As he lit a cigar, wisps of smoke ascended into the air, intentionally veering away from your face. His hands rested on your hips, anchoring you securely on his lap.