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wanderinglcst · 4 months
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@ofescapisms
"For the record, I'm not interested in talk therapy or doing it in a group situation or even talking about my traumatic childhood and what triggered my sociopathic tendencies, I'm here to try get my kid." Andrew sat back in the arm chair, shrugging his good shoulder. "Can you help me with that or not?" He asked Hayden.
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dom-patrick · 2 years
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Patrick & Hayden || F2F (02/03)
Patrick whistled a soft tune while making his way to the Dalton building some time after his last message with Hayde.. Dressed in black pants and a white, half unbuttoned shirt, he didn’t seem to pay any mind to the cool weather outside, in fact, he firmly believed the Anerican cold weather couldn’t compare to the kind of winters they had back in Europe. Either way, that wasn’t of any concern that night, just having a good time with the other Dominant who was now waiting for him. He walked up the stairs and to where Hayden’s room was, and when the other man opened the door after he knocked on it, he looked at him and grinned. “You’re going to let me in, or are you going to make me ask nicely?”
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sumisopolito · 2 years
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There were a million different things that someone could think about Polo if they knew who he was and what he had done, and there were a million different things they could want to do to him. The first one that came to mind was the day he’d gone over to hang out with his best friend Guzman only to wake up duct taped to a chair so that he could be interrogated. The girl that Polo had almost killed was Guzman’s sister, so it was understandable. Anxiety kept adrenaline pumping as he made his way across campus from McKinley, through the courtyard, and into Dalton and up to the suites. At Hayden’s suite, he sighed, ran his hands through his hair, took a pill to calm himself, and knocked. @domhaydenn​
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charmingnoble · 2 years
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Pocketing his phone, Ross put on a pair of shoes and moved from his suite to Hayden’s. As promised, the door was open so he was able to walk inside with a smooth, “Knock knock.” When he came upon the other Dominant, he casually moved closer, a teasing expression on his face. “Hey there, there are those blue eyes I was talking about.”
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