July left the dance with a sway and a sigh, drunk off the summer sun high, the fan and her shoulder blades evenly matched as the crickets kept time safe beneath the wing. August came in hot, on fire, with something to prove… boy, did he know how to move.
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Katya, I gave you 4 Ticks, as I want your head to fit through the door! Otherwise, you may have to climb through the window & I can’t have my Beautiful Sister, climbing through windows…💕💕💕💕💕💕💋💋💋💋💋💋😂😂😂😂😂😂
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I don’t know what the hell that means but okay! Haha
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