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Belladonna Bee
Mother of 2 // Nonbinary // Lesbian // Avid Over User Of Plot Twists
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Belladonna Bee
Mother of 2 // Nonbinary // Lesbian // Avid Over User Of Plot Twists
Mother of 2 // Nonbinary // Lesbian // Avid Over User Of Plot Twists
Mother of 2 // Nonbinary // Lesbian // Avid Over User Of Plot Twists
*Knock knock knock*
Repeated on James’ door for several minutes until he finally pushed himself up off his old, far past its prime couch - vibrant red many moons ago, it was almost grey from decades of cigarette smoke and wear. He grunted heavily as his body found and upright position and his feet found a rickety path to the front door of his apartment.
He peeked out the peephole. It was dirty,...