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Melt for You JT Geissinger 17320K 2023-09-03

When the ain, I crack open an eye and look at Cam "Do you really think I have beautiful skin?"

Hean idiot A bloody idiot, I’m sure he’d say "You don’t even have pores"

"But I’m so pasty"

"Ha! You wanna see pasty, come to Scotland"

"Oh So that explains it"

He looks at me warily "I don’t knohat kind of demented BS is about to leave your mouth, lass, but le about you If you weren’t such a wee numpty, you’d realize what a braw bird you are"

My other eye opens, and now I’ I had a translator handy "U oop off your lashes"

"I think you just pull those off Be gentle--there was glue involved"

He le

Ca noises of disgust while he’s doing it When he’s done with that and satisfied he’s gotten oopy foundation off ht, did you?"

I roll away froe gust of a sigh stirs onna make you somethin’ to drink, and then I’ll let you sleep"

He rises and leaves I don’t kno long he’s gone because I drift back to sleep, but then he’s there again, gently shakingout a glass of poisonous-looking aover cure Drink it all, sleep for a few hours, and you’ll be right as rain"

I lift to an elbow, take the drink fro at the end because it’s so vile it makes my eyes water "What the hell is this?"

He winks at me "Butt crack juice Sourced fresh this mornin’"

The faint taste of bile rises up in the back of my throat, hot and acidic I slap hs He takes the glass fro down at rin "I’ll see you later, lassie Sweet dreareen and gold and brown they’re lit,

Cohter and lively wit

They move me like no other

Eyes in a face I’ve ever seen

So starkly seductive they are,

A gaze straight from a lovely drea and curved and dark

As soot and devils’ souls,

All my resistance is a lark,

These knees are weak as a newborn foal’s

I beg of you,Sun,

With this poor heart you’ll soon be done

When I open ht outside, and my head is perfectly clear I sit up carefully, worried the roo stays stable I feel no trace of headache or nausea

I run to my desk, pull out my sonnet book, and quickly scribble down the words in my head

When I’m done, I read it aloud, then frown at the first line "It should say blue Michael’s eyes are blue" I scratch out the words green, gold, and brown, and insert cobalt, azure, and sapphire