A tie loosens as fingers trace the glass, just the brush of a rose’s thorn against the underside of his wrist. The jar hums...

A tie loosens as fingers trace the glass, just the brush of a rose’s thorn against the underside of his wrist. The jar hums with something heavier than air. #romantic

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