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↳Best Friends for Life
↳Female
↳Eighteen
↳Single
↳Anxious, in a Bad Sorta Way
↳Walking with Seabrook
The instant I let go of the door there was a tall, muscular man behind me. I turned, "Excuse me." I began to say as I tried to step aside but the man only wrapped his arms around me in a very uncomfortable hug. I would have called out to someone but I recognized the hug immediatly. Lewis! I fought him off, which was very hard to do since he had pinned my arms to my sides. But eventually he let go. Lewis had grown since I'd last seen him. In both muscle and height. He appeared to be at least 6'7, towering above me. "Belle, babe!!" I grinned in a loud, unpleasant voice that faintly smelled of alcohol. "Lewis." I said in distaste, my fear had evaporated and was no replaced with disgust. "Sweetheart, that ain't no way to greet the love of your life, now is it?" Lewis leaned down so he was almost face to face with me. "How bout a smooch babe?" he tapped his cleanly shaven cheek, "Right there, Hun."
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Smiling doesn't always mean you're happy.
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