Becca

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I feel fingers combing through my hair, weaving loose strands together as I whisper, “What are you doing?” He ducks his head close to mine, and I feel his lips brush against my hair when he murmurs, “Practicing.”
Becca
All ive ever wanted was someone to play with my hair as i fall asleep. So relaxing.
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