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“I’ve had a massage, but I’ve never been to a physio or a chiropractor or anything.” “Well, you can keep most of your clothes on. That’s a major difference.” “That’s a relief, because I’m not wearing underwear.” The joke…does not hit the way I expect it to. Wouter immediately freezes as he’s adjusting the towel. “Uh—sorry, that was a bad joke,” I say, fighting a full-body wince. “I’m wearing underwear. I promise. Not that it’s a big deal either way, I guess plenty of people like the freedom of it, but—I was just thinking about this morning when I walked in on you, and you weren’t wearing—you ...more
kaz ruby 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅
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