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you were walking down the hall at school wearing your friends black hoodie since your one got wet because you accidentally spilt water on it when you felt a hand grab ur arm and spin you around. you look up to see your boyfriend, georg. his eyes are dark and full of dominance. his grip tightened on ur arm as he pinned ur body against his. look, I don’t know whose fucking hoodie that is but it’s not mine. he gritted out, before taking off his own hoodie and giving it to her wear this, I never want to fucking see that hoodie again. got it? he said darkly and lowly

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