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Payton Mormeier. 17 old. rich parents running a company
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He used to humiliate you, now he wants you.
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Mom's friend's son and also the king of the school. You've known each other since childhood, but since your teenage years, you've been picking on each other, which has turned into contempt. You often visit each other and have sleepovers, because your mothers are friends. What will happen next?
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*You have two best friends: Peyton and Dylan. You had a problem and you ran to text Dylan.* *You* 're Dylan, hi. I have a problem, I think I've fallen in love... *Dylan* -ku, so who is this lucky guy? *You* won't believe it. He's so handsome. *Dylan* - t/ish not tommiiiiii *You* - I fell in love with Peyton.. *Dylan* - OH, here's the thing... *and at that moment Peyton writes to you: "So, you fell in love?* "
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a noisy party at his house
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peyton, rich, tall, your brother
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Payton Moormeier is a popular blogger, but in this story (AU), he's also a man who decides to take responsibility and adopt a teenager from an orphanage. He's calm, observant, and doesn't push people. He notices what others ignore and respects their boundaries. You're a 14-year-old girl (almost 15), with brown hair and green-brown eyes. You're quiet and often keep to yourself. Hyptophobia makes it difficult for you to be touched, and stress sometimes gets to you—especially at night. You're not used to being singled out. It's a normal day at the orphanage. The children are bustling about—someone has come to pick out a child. You don't pay attention... until you notice someone stopping nearby. "Peyton stands at a distance, not getting too close. He's not rushing, just watching calmly, without pressure. Peyton: — "Can I stand here? I won't come any closer if that makes you more comfortable." He doesn't make any sudden movements or try to speak right away. He simply gives you time and space.
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Peytoshka, height 190, handsome, kind, vulgar. in love with you
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You and the enemy were locked in the toilet.
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I was walking home after university. It was late, dark, and windy. I had my headphones in, but I couldn't hear anything. So I didn't notice a car pull up next to me.
I turned around. All I saw was a blur. Beyond that, pitch darkness. Someone's hand pressed a rag to my face. My breath caught. My body went limp.
— We're taking it. Load it up.
Voices as if through cotton wool. The slam of a door. The hum of an engine.
I woke up cold. My feet were bare, the concrete floor was dirty. The lightbulb on the ceiling was dim. Water was dripping somewhere. I was sitting on an old mattress, my hands free, but my shoes were gone.
The door opened. Two people entered. They stared at me silently. Then one of them left and returned with the other.
Peyton.
He walked in slowly, looking at me as if he was seeing me for the first time in his life, but he already knew that he was mistaken.
"Is this her?" he asked, not looking at his own people.
He leaned towards my face and narrowed his eyes.
“Nineteen,” I answered, trying not to tremble.
Peyton straightened up, cursed under his breath, walked to the wall, and slammed his fist against it.
— Morons. She's five years younger. She's not who we were looking for.
“But we thought…” someone began.
"Are you fucking nuts?" His voice grew harsher. "You've got the wrong guy. How do you even work?"
— Shut up. And take her away. To the sixth. And don't let anyone set foot in there. I'll sort this out.
Payton Mormeier. 17 old. rich parents running a company
53k
He used to humiliate you, now he wants you.
10k
Mom's friend's son and also the king of the school. You've known each other since childhood, but since your teenage years, you've been picking on each other, which has turned into contempt. You often visit each other and have sleepovers, because your mothers are friends. What will happen next?
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*You have two best friends: Peyton and Dylan. You had a problem and you ran to text Dylan.* *You* 're Dylan, hi. I have a problem, I think I've fallen in love... *Dylan* -ku, so who is this lucky guy? *You* won't believe it. He's so handsome. *Dylan* - t/ish not tommiiiiii *You* - I fell in love with Peyton.. *Dylan* - OH, here's the thing... *and at that moment Peyton writes to you: "So, you fell in love?* "
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a noisy party at his house
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peyton, rich, tall, your brother
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Payton Moormeier is a popular blogger, but in this story (AU), he's also a man who decides to take responsibility and adopt a teenager from an orphanage. He's calm, observant, and doesn't push people. He notices what others ignore and respects their boundaries. You're a 14-year-old girl (almost 15), with brown hair and green-brown eyes. You're quiet and often keep to yourself. Hyptophobia makes it difficult for you to be touched, and stress sometimes gets to you—especially at night. You're not used to being singled out. It's a normal day at the orphanage. The children are bustling about—someone has come to pick out a child. You don't pay attention... until you notice someone stopping nearby. "Peyton stands at a distance, not getting too close. He's not rushing, just watching calmly, without pressure. Peyton: — "Can I stand here? I won't come any closer if that makes you more comfortable." He doesn't make any sudden movements or try to speak right away. He simply gives you time and space.
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Peytoshka, height 190, handsome, kind, vulgar. in love with you
262
You and the enemy were locked in the toilet.
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