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oldwritingm · 5 months ago

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Hello again! Let's see... Maybe... Some Creeps again? With... an insecure type character. Think slashers who wear masks in American horror type. Your choice once again, have fun my friend! Congratulations!

~ Shatter

Tysm Shatter!! I decided to do Toby for this one, hope that's cool :3

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Creepypasta - Just Two Slashers ("Ticci" Toby) (700 follower event)

The evening air was heavy with moisture; you were certain it was going to rain. The dark trees along the road all whispered among themselves in the breeze, and for a moment you were entranced. Peaceful, even.

And then came Toby.

“Y/n! There you are!”

Tobias Rogers; the mysterious friend you’d made not too long after moving here. You guessed he lived in the woods too; maybe not these woods (you’d been searching for years for the “huge” house Toby claimed he lived in), but the woods somewhere. He always talked about life in the backwoods; but that wasn’t why you two got along so well. Any two strangers can bond over living in similar biomes—no, you both killed people. Often. For different reasons, sure, but that was something that no one else in the world could bond over.

He was jogging towards you eagerly, his mask and goggles still donned.

“How can you run in those?” You asked as he approached.

“I dunno, how can you do anything with that bulky ass mask?”

You shrugged, backing down immediately. Beneath “that bulky mask” you were reddening.

“C’mon, I was just teasing. I know why you wear it.”

“And I know why you wear your stuff.”

“Yeah. Sucks to be ugly, huh?” He joked. “Not that you’re ugly, though. I actually think you’re pretty hot.”

“You do?”

Instead of responding, Toby gripped your hand and started walking down the road.

For a while he didn’t say anything. He drummed his finger against the back of your hand, hummed, clicked his tongue, but made no conversation whatsoever.

You would’ve spoken up, but a lump in your throat stopped you. So, you took to responding to him in his language. You tapped your finger against his hand.

He glanced over at you, then began tapping rhythmically. At first you thought he was drumming the beat to some song, but then you decided that he was just being sporadic. You tried to mimic his pattern.

“I thought we were doing morse code.”

“Is that what that was?”

Toby shrugged. “I dunno. I don’t know morse code.”

You both burst out in laughter, squeezing each other’s hands affectionately.

“Anywho, I think it’s gonna rain.”

“Yeah…”

“Everyone else will be inside.” “I should hope they’re already inside; it’s past dark now.”

“Man, don’t say that! I was thinking more, like, shucks, everyone’s inside.”

You quirked up a brow. “Why would you want someone to be… oh, wait.”

Toby nodded slowly, and you could hear the smile in his voice when he said: “Yeah.”

“Don’t tell me it is telling you to… you know.”

“Kill someone? Nah, I just wanted to mess with some losers.”

“Oh. ‘Cause… I mean, I wouldn’t mind if we—if…”

Toby knew what that meant. You had someone in mind. Someone who wronged you in the past, someone who you thought might’ve seen you as you walked the backroads late at night, someone who just gave you the vibe of someone who’d hate you… there were a lot of them. You made lists.

“Let’s see the list.”

Toby glanced over the sheet of notebook paper you’d torn from your journal, then crumpled it up in his pocket. “Got it.”

“Thanks.”

“Yeah, I’ll get to it eventually…” Toby sighed.

Suddenly you felt a little guilty. “I mean, you don’t have to… I don’t mind… uh, doing it myself. It was nice of you to offer, though.”

“Nah, I’ll do it. Just whenever the man wants some trouble stirred up again. Not tonight.”

“What should we do tonight, then?”

“Hm… let’s go to that one lake.”

“...The one that I live by? The lake that you’ve been to countless times when you visit me?”

“Yeah! That one!”

And so it was decided with an exasperated sigh and a blameless snicker—you’d go to the lake.

The moon was high by the time you reached the lake, and its reflection shimmered on the surface. The clouds were clearing now, but still you smelled rain.

“Let’s swim.”

You clenched your fists anxiously. “The water will be freezing, Toby!”

But he was already walking into the water. Yes, walking, not taking any layers off at all. For a second you watched in disbelief, unable to move at all. Then you huffed, sighed, and followed suit.

“Why doesn’t wearing more layers protect you from the cold? This shit sucks!!” Toby, enraged, started walking back out of the water, but only after he had gone far out enough to submerge his head several times.

“I tried to tell you,” you couldn’t help but laugh as you watched him hold his arms out like a scarecrow as he went, clothes dripping profusely.

“This was a very bad idea! Why did you let me do this? Aw…”

Before the guilt of the accusation could settle in, he was onto a new topic. “That’s crazy, though. Who knew a sweater wouldn’t protect you from cold water? Stupid. Can we warm up in your cabin please?”

Eager to help, you jumped at the opportunity. “Of course.”

You didn’t have much in your cabin, but you had a wood stove and a kettle and two cups. Hot tea warmed your bellies while the fire warmed your skin. You were both wearing pairs of your oversized pajamas, your other clothes being soaked and freezing.

Beneath your respective blankets you both huddled closer to yourselves, rubbing your arms and tucking strands of sticky hair away from your faces.

Your knee was pressed against Toby’s, and suddenly you felt his hand resting half on his knee, half on yours.

You could see wheels turning in his head for a few seconds before he removed his hand.

“Nah, you’re even colder than I am. I was gonna suggest we huddle for more warmth, but… you’re, like, icy.”

“Unlucky me,” you laughed, nudging Toby good-naturedly.

“Unlucky me. This totally would’ve been a good chance to hold you without all those bulky clothes on. You’re cute with them on, but with just your pajamas? Yeesh.” He sensed your owlish gaze. “That was a good ‘yeesh,’ by the way.”

You looked down bashfully. “I… think you look good in pajamas, too.”

“Really?! Gah, why do you have to be so cold? I would totally hug you right now.” Toby wrapped his blanket tighter around himself, huffing in frustration.

You had to laugh again. “Maybe next time, tiger.”

“Yeah,” he sighed, lowering himself to lay on his back. “Next time.”

He would be gone in the morning. You never knew where he went—he always insisted it was too dangerous for you to know. But he would be back. And you’d be waiting.

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whatyadrawin · 5 months ago

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The Fruit After The Flesh 18+ -Chapter 16

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Approximately 4,061 words

Pairing: Thomas Hewitt (Headcanon) x AFAB reader

This chapters Warnings: Sexual language and visual depiction of sexual acts, foul language, panic attack experience. This is Slasher smut, be mindful of that and use your discretion.

A/n: I'm going to likely end this series in the next few chapters as it is coming to a natural end, but you can bet there will be more development and smut in future chapters to come. Been super exhausted and mentally unwell lately so bear with me. Chapters will take time between them but I promise you this series will complete. I appreciate everyone's patience. The censored images can be viewed raw on my google doc (By clicking that link you are consenting to seeing graphic adult imagery and you are over 18). Let me know if you want to be in the tag list. I update chapter progress on the masterlist whenever something changes.

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Chapter 16

The day started slow, you were so exhausted from the strenuous workout you got with Tommy from the other day that you slept in quite late. The temperature inside your house was what eventually pushed you out of bed and into the shower for a refreshing rinse. You spent most of the day dealing with emails and a phone call from the company you chose to install the irrigation system for the orchard, it all concluded into a surveyor being scheduled to come out and take measurements and run a cost estimate in the next week or so.

As the day dragged on, the sun began to set and redden the sky, which reflected into your home and reminded you to meet up with Tommy. You finished off the last of your dinner and got changed into a loose spaghetti strap tank top and some shorts with flip flops, the simple clothing accentuated your freshly curled and volumized hair. You stepped out the front door to make your way down to the main house, the night retained the days heat, and the air was thick with humidity. Your excitement grew with each step, -what surprise does he have for me this time?- you keep your focus on the Hewitt house which slowly grew closer as the distance shortened. You were still trying to process the fact that a home so large would one day be yours, it almost felt like a waste to just stay in the small house now. -If I’m going to inherit such a massive property I better start paying for potential repairs or something, maybe I’ll bring it up to Luda Mae and see about updating appliances...-

You saw Tommy running towards you from the driveway, he looked like a massive bear in the dark and his speed was frightening. He slowed when he was a few feet away, his breathing was not even slightly elevated which really enforced the fact that he truly is in peak physical fitness. He still had his mask on despite you hoping he would get more used to it being off; he was wearing some cut off jean shorts, a black shirt that was perfectly too small with cut off sleeves, and he was barefoot. You suppressed a smirk at the obvious reminder of him being a backwoods country boy, shoeless in the night.

“Where’d your shoes run off to?” you jab.

He lets out a rumbling laugh, “Too hot fer shoes, c’mon now” he made it sound like you were ludicrous for even suggesting them. “Shouldn’t be walkin’ when it’s dark, shoulda gave us a call so I come getcha”

You nod in silence, his worry for you was so sweet. He then takes your hand in his, all you can do is hang onto a single finger since your own hand was too small to grasp around his own.

He raises his hand with yours dangling off his finger and huffs out a chuckle as he inspects the pathetic sight,

“Cute” he says.

You give him a playful nudge on his leg with your foot, “Whatever! I can’t grasp your freaking bear claw with my NORMAL size hand.”

He lets out a hearty burst of laughter, you loved hearing him sound so happy, after months of back and forth with the mystery and awkward feelings, you finally felt like you had made a deep connection, it was an incredible feeling; Not only was he your future husband, but he was also your best friend, something you hadn’t had for a very long time.

You look up at him as you both walked together, “Where are we headed?”

He keeps his gaze forward and replies, “Out t’the pond”

You felt a shiver run down your spine and your movement slowed, Tommy noticed this immediately and stopped walking. He tilted his head in confusion, you couldn’t move and your heart rate rose immediately. He sensed a shift in your body language and knew something was up, you let go of his finger and he turned to you and kneeled down,

“Y’ok baby?”

His honey sweet southern drawl helped to stifle the rising panic attack you could feel festering in your core. You didn’t respond and he took a knee and moved you to sit down on his extended leg, it was like sitting on a stone bench.

He softens his voice to a hushed baritone, “Still scared from what all happened huh.”

You give a hurried nod and tried to focus on a small stone on the gravel road. Tommy picks you up and brings you to the house, when he enters you see that the downstairs lights were mostly shut off save for a few lamps dimmed in each room. He carries you to your room and sets you down gently on the bed, he turns a lamp on and leaves the room. You lay there almost paralyzed from fear, you figured your body would get used to the past since the origin of the danger was now dead and erased from the face of the earth.

Tommy comes back into the room and sets a glass of water on the nightstand next to the bed, he then takes a chair and places it next to the bed facing you.

“Breathe easy now baby, it’s gon be alright.” His words released you from the paralysis and you sowly began to come to your senses.

“I’m so sorry Tommy, I don’t know why this happened” you felt so bad for putting the night to a halt.

A heavy wave of tiredness hit you like a ton of bricks, your eyes began to feel like they weighed hundreds of pounds and you could barely keep them open. You manage to push out some words before you became too weak, “I need… sleep…Tom-“

Tommy knew what was going on and got in the bed and lay down beside you, “S’ok baby just let yer mind rest now”

You were asleep for what felt like years, no dreams, no nightmares, just like you shut down. You slowly woke up to your room still lit softly by the lamp Tommy turned on. Your energy came back to you so quickly that you felt like you just drank a pot of espresso. You were so furious with yourself for ruining Tommy’s surprise and ending the night so fast just because of fear, you were angry at the fact that it felt like that disgusting pig Dover was still terrorizing you from beyond the grave. -This is ridiculous, I’m not going to let him control me, I’m taking a stand!- You had never felt more filled with ire and energy before.

You were pinned to the bed by Tommy’s hulking arm which he draped over you before he fell asleep, it was like a stone barricade preventing you from leaving; you tried to lift it off you but it was so heavy you could barely push it away. Tommy was fast asleep, he slept so quietly, all you could hear were some muted gusts of air coming out of his nose from every exhale. You slunk out of Tommys arm by snaking your body from underneath eventually getting free, you smirk to yourself thinking you were so slick until Tommy grunted and spoke,

“Where y’goin’ hun?” his voice was gravely from sleep.

You freeze and try to give a calm response, “Just going to the bathroom, I’ll be back”

He turned onto his back and closed his eyes, “Hurry n’ get on back here baby, come n’ keep me comp’ny”

His breathing immediately turned back into quiet breaths again and you slunk out of the room, he looked so inviting just lying there with his little shorts on and his shirt crinkled up exposing his fluffy stomach, but you were on a mission and had the determination of a scorned god. -I want to get myself to the pond, in the dark, on my own! If I can do that then I can overcome this shit I just know it!-

You opened the front door as quietly as you could, and tip toed out onto the porch turning to close the door behind you carefully. Each step on the wooden porch felt like it was the loudest thing ever, soft creaks would come out from the planks and you were scared of it waking someone and ruin your plan. You felt exhilarated, it was like you were a teenager again trying to sneak out to meet with your best friend to go drink at lake Wahtopanah. The night air was still flooded with heat, you finally got off the last of the porch and decided to speed walk away as silently as possible, you managed to get to the silo without raising suspicion and then sprinted as fast as you could to the forest. Your eyes adjusted quickly to the dark, bits of moonlight shone in through the trees and lit up your path.

Your confidence and anger made you feel powerful, like you could take on a thousand Dover’s. You slowed down to catch your breath and when you looked up you saw a dim yellow light in the distance towards the pond. You got closer and noticed the area of the pond was surrounded with a tall fence of solid wood, each plank was so close to the other that it created no slits to see through. You enter the entrance gap in the planks and walk through a fenced in hallway lined with hanging bulbs, at the end of the hallway is a big door with something carved on it ‘Y/N’s pond’ you smiled and felt your anger melt away. You can’t believe he put up a whole fence so quickly, he really was the most romantic man to have ever lived.

You push on the door but it didn’t budge, you noticed the handle had a lock on it. Out of the blue, a large hand passes by you from behind holding a key, it’s Tommy. You turn around swiftly and see him looking down at you with a stern expression, this time his face was without a mask.

You blush “I-I’m sorry I just needed to do this myself. I wanted to face my fears…”

He unlocks the door shaking his head at you,

“I know baby, I just wish you’d take m'warnin'. The dark ain’t no place fer a lil lady t’go wanderin’ about. ‘least not without me ‘round”

You tug on his shirt to get him to bend his head down, you prop yourself up on your tip toes and give him a loving kiss on the lips, then say,

“I’ll be a good girl next time I promise”

He hums and smiles lowering his eyelids slightly to gaze at you,

“I’s worried y’know. If I ain’t ‘round who knows what you’d get into.”

You tilt your head to the side and clasp your hands together low on your hips as you bite your lips and look up at him, one leg bent at the knee rocking your foot back and forth,

“Pwease fowgive me Tommy, I pwomise I’ll nevew wun off again” you made an effort to sound as silly and cute as possible, emphasizing your breasts being squished together by your arms for added effect.

Tommy laughs and looks away pretending to be annoyed, “Y’gon drive me crazy woman”

You turn around and open the door, the hallway continues and the floor becomes the wood planks set there previously from Tommy’s first surprise. The hallway widens up to the dock which now has a tall open wood frame where lights and heavy outdoor lamps now hang; The fence circles the entire pond and is so tall that it has intense privacy, and the lights all along the perimeter brighten the area up with a comfortable yellow glow. You were awestruck, and had no words for how happy this made you. Tommy walked up beside you,

“So, uh… y’like it?” he sounded nervous.

You turned to look at him, your jaw still hung open from the shock of it all,

“Like it? Tommy, this is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Is it seriously all for me?”

He smiled,

“O’course it is baby, I wanna make sure y’get everythin’ y’want or need taken care of.”

He began excitedly pointing out the things he had done and why, like a child showing their parent the treehouse they made,

“I put that there door on so’at no one gets in w’thout y’knowin’, n’ the fence has not one slit so no peekin’ n’ theres a walkway so y’can get ‘round easy, it should be safe as a mama birds nest now.”

You walk up to him and place your arms around his body as best you could, you wanted to squeeze him as hard as possible to show how much this meant to you.

He gently hugs back and says, “Guess I did good then huh?”

“You’re more man than I could ask for Tommy, this is so selflessly thoughtful.”

He lets out some air from his nose, “Well good then, I need t’work t’deserve ya”

You look up at him, “Deserve me? You went through hell yet you still are so caring and loving, especially to me.”

He looked away and his face had a forlorn expression, you knew he was the same as Luda Mae, always clinging onto the hope of retribution for the devastating crimes he was pushed to commit. He loosened his hug,

“I fear I ain’t no good fer ya. Every dang day I ‘member what I did n’ can’t barely stand t’live with m’self. But… y’came ‘round n’ made that feelin’ quiet down” he sounded crestfallen.

You let go of him and went to look in the water, you were about to try something a little risky to get him out of this self-deprecating mood. You pretended to see something in the water,

“Tommy, come look at this, what the hell am I seeing?” you tried to sound sincere and curious if not slightly alarmed.

He came and stood over you, trying to see what you did,

“What y’lookin’ at?” he asks.

You point to a dark spot on the water, “I don’t know what that is, a fish? Come closer to look or you won’t see it well.”

He kneeled down next to you and leaned over to search for the source of your inquiry; You stood up to pretend to get closer to the edge to look and swiftly pushed him as hard as you could into the pond. The splash he made sent large waves of water outward from the source of impact, not unlike that of a glacier falling into the ocean.

You start laughing hysterically, Tommy stands up in the water, his hair hanging over his face. If you gave him leather pants, a black earring and a thick leather bracelet he would have looked like the lead singer for a heavy metal band. Tommy wipes the hair from his eyes and tries to grab you to pull you in but you jumped back just in time.

“Y’lil demon.” he said with a smile, “Y’gon come in or what? Gettin’ lonely in here”

You give a sly look and begin to slowly remove your clothing, turning the dock into a stage for a strip tease. Tommy watched closely with each movement, the more skin he saw the more excited he got. You turned away from him when your shirt came off to tease your reveal, then you dropped your shorts down and stepped out of them gently, leaving only a red underwear showing. Tommy stood there and crossed his arms trying to act like this display wasn’t unraveling his mind into a horny mess.

You turned to face him and dropped the shirt to expose your breasts, you lifted them and pressed them together sensually with your hands, then began to slowly remove the underwear, letting it fall softly to the dock floor. You were now entirely nude, the summer air swirled around your skin; You slinked up to the edge of the dock bending over to look at Tommy more closely, he was so tall that he was basically face to face with you from the water as you knelt.

“Sit down” he commanded

You blushed at his demand and obeyed, you let your legs dangle off the side into the water. Tommy stood between your legs and brought your face in for a passionate kiss, he ran his free hand down to your sternum and playfully pushed you back, you caught yourself with your arms and raised an eyebrow at him.

“Stay there” he growled.

Tommy spread open your legs exposing your already fluid slick folds, you felt a bit of embarrassment at him gazing so intently into such a private spot until he lowered his head down and pressed his mouth onto your clit, sending a shockwave up your chest forcing a loud moan out. Tommy ran his thick tongue all up and down your cunt, the more he lapped up of your juices the more feral he became as if your wetness was a drug.

You lean your head back and lay on the wood, he flicked your clit with his tongue and sucked on it creating a ripple effect of arousal flood down from your navel to your hole causing it to open and close slightly with each clench. Tommy felt the pulsation and slipped his tongue deep into your vaginal opening while pressing his nose into your swollen nub. You were gasping for air, exhausted by the rapid fire mewls and moans you were uncontrollably emitting, Tommy was so good with his tongue that it started to feel overpowering and you tried to pull away but he grabbed your hips and pulled you closer making you scream with intense pleasure.

You had a tight coil form in your core, it tightened harder with each flick of his tongue, and when Tommy slid one finger into your opening you couldn’t restrain yourself and that coil released with a powerful orgasm that made you buck into Tommy’s mouth. He slowed his licking and took some breaths as you twitched from the remaining sparks of release. You were panting from how intense that felt, Tommy came up from below and looked at you to make sure you were smiling.

“Got y’back for that work y’did on me in th’basement” he gruffed.

You looked up at Tommy, he had a smug smirk on his face and with how he just made you feel, he earned it.

“That was unbelievable, was I… ok down there?”

You couldn’t help but feel a little insecure about your natural scent thanks to years of feminine hygiene commercials indoctrinating an entire bloodline of generations with fairytale expectations.

Tommy raised an eyebrow, “That there’s the sweetest tastin’ fruit I ever ate. Almost couldn’t pull m’self away.”

Your body was still brimming with ecstasy, and Tommy looked especially sexy all wet and commanding. You sat up and began to lift off his shirt, he did nothing to stop you and helped to get it removed, tossing it on the dock beside you in a sopping pile. You touched his chest all over and squeezed his pecs,

“I want more”

Tommy smiled and moved in closer, “Y’ready fer more huh? Greedy woman”

You lean back and he starts to lower his head to go a second round but you put your hand on his forehead to stop him,

“What y’stoppin’ me for?” he asks.

“I want to get fucked by you” you plead, pointing to where his shorts are strained.

Tommys eyes widen and he hurriedly begins to remove his shorts, “Y’don’t need t’ask me twice baby”

His dick sprung out from his shorts and was already twitching with excitement, he lunged and grabbed your upper arms pulling you off the dock and into his embrace. He held you up and you straddled him, you kissed his lips with an eager pressure and he reciprocated by slipping his tongue past your lips. He took you to the other side of the pond, you barely noticed as both your lips were locked in a heavy make out. Tommy pulled his face away and smiled,

“Look, s’the last part I didn’t show ya.” He pointed at a small clearing out of the water.

You saw a beautiful moss-covered area where he placed a soft blanket and more tall poles to drape large lanterns. He lifted you past the reeds and came out of the water placing you down on the blanket, you look up at him, he looked like a giant and his cock was still at full mast tantalizing you. Tommy lay down overtop of you and enclosed your body under his, with his arms creating a barrier. He gave you a kiss and then used his legs to spread yours so he could be situated snug between them. He positioned himself further down and angled his head to meet with your entrance, slowly pressing himself in and then pulling away, pushing his penis a little further inside each time until you loosened up and he was able to bottom you out with ease.

You hummed and breathed deeply, the sensation of him inside you felt so incredible that you pulled him in with your legs, he got the hint and began to pump with more aggression. The thrusts intensified and immediately electrified your nerve endings with a sinful sensation.

“I been waitin’ all day fer this baby, I been dreamin’ of ya.” His deep voice rumbled your chest with each word, the yearning just made you slip into ecstasy.

Tommy leaned back and took hold of your thighs, lifting your hips to meet his, your entire lower half was hovering above the ground as he pushed into you with a quickened pace. You were being completely controlled and your movements were not your own, he held onto you and pulled you forward and back on his cock like you were a dirty toy. You loved every minute of it, the deeper he plunged in, the closer to orgasm you got.

His cock was perfectly shaped to fit your pussy, each thick vein was like an extra stimulation, his glans had an incredibly rare lifted lip edge that made it feel like he was scratching an impossible to reach itch. You were a moaning mess, and before you could attempt any movement, he raised you up so you could hang onto his torso while he rammed into you. He lifted and lowered you with intensity, you could feel your walls clenching down on him ready to blow at any moment.

“Ah, baby yer so tight, I’m gonna cum.” He gasped.

He lowered you back down onto the ground and pressed your legs far back so your feet were near your head and he pushed into you hard. You were experiencing euphoria until it became hyper focused into a rush of fire,

“Don’t sto-stop, don’t stop Tommy I’m cumming!” you scream.

You feel surges of orgasm pulse through every inch of your body, and as you moaned and squirmed Tommy lets out a loud groan and you feel that familiar fluid pump into you filling you up as far as it could until it spilled out with his cock still gently thrusting. Tommy was breathing heavily, still over top of you, his head pressed against yours. You lay flat and splayed yourself out in exhaustion, your body was relaxed and your energy spent. Tommy slowly pulled out of you and lay next to you, cum spilled out of your hole and you felt it dribble down your folds and past your anus, dripping salaciously onto the blanket like a filthy faucet.

“I’m too tired to head back, can we just sleep here?” you ask.

He nodded and said, “s’already late anyway. C’mere”

He turned and put his arm over you, and you turn your back to him becoming the little spoon in this embrace. The temperature outside had cooled and his body heat kept you warm and comfortable. That night, you had the best sleep of your life in the arms of the best man in your life.

-To next chapter

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