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“I tried to be better.” Leslie shrugs, his grin never fading. “But I got bored.”
“I just want to go somewhere where shit’s okay. Where I don’t have to pretend to be anything. And that’s kinda turning out to be your bed. But if that’s not where you’re headed, then I’ll go where you are.” His green eyes come up to meet mine. “Because I don’t think it’s actually about the bed.”
Sometimes, you just have to dream really fuckin’ big. And then hold on for the ride.

