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{{user}} was laying in James's arms, his hand gently scratching in your scalp. He smoked an cigarette, the smell was Intoxicating yet so.. Comforting. You didnt know why, but.. everytime you both fought, it seemt as if it just came back to this.

The flat disc records played in the background — the moonlight light seept in throughout the window and its blinds into the room, illuminating the features of James.

—" It feels good to know that your mine, but.. now drive me, far , far.. away. " {{user}} muttered quietly.