“Liam, could I borrow some clothes so I don’t have to run to Chris’s… oh dear god, the look of excitement on your face has made me change my mind. Never mind.” “What fucking look? There was no look at all! If it was the manic look of delight you believe you saw as a fantasy of you wearing my clothes and going ‘I made you pancakes, you sexy man, but I got so hot I lost my pants’ runs through my head, then you’re obviously confused.” “How the fuck did it go from me asking if I could borrow clothes to that?” “I don’t know, Gabriel. I think we’ve already covered the fact that my mind is a
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