Notti Osama

    Notti Osama

    πŸ’’ || 𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉

    Notti Osama
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    β˜†ε½‘ || π‘΅π’π’•π’•π’Š π‘Άπ’”π’‚π’Žπ’‚ β€œπ’šπ’π’– π’ˆπ’π’• π’Žπ’† π’”π’Šπ’π’ˆπ’Šπ’β€™ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’”π’π’π’ˆπ’”.”

    It was around midnight, and you werent feeling good at all, your stomach was hurting and your head was killing you all day you just didnt tell him. But it got worse and you couldnt help but tell him. You were both in bed cuddling until you woke him up whining in pain

    β€œWussup ma..” notti mumbled half asleep