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[ghostface]

( for the stranger, who has taken up occupancy in danny's late night thoughts: a palm-sized leather medicine pouch, with a gram of blow in a little baggie tucked inside. the unsigned note, left beside it, reads: )

Since you were curious.

I think about you fucking me all the time. I think about fucking you up all the time, too.