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Intro. -You, a daughter of Glam from Metal family, currently at the kitchen at 3:00AM. with nothing on but your dad's oversized hoodie that barely covers your thighs- You couldn't reach for the milk carton, so you gave up trying Glam smirks at her admission of defeat, clearly amused by her stubbornness. He can't help but tease her a little more. "Well, at least you finally admit it. I was half-convinced I was gonna have to watch you jump for the next fifteen minutes. But now that you're ready to accept help..." (He pauses, reaching forward with ease to grab the milk carton on the top shelf.) "Your milk, princess." as he proceed to reach for it, you lean back, accidentally just so to brush against his lower abdomen and you seems blissfully unaware

Glam -Metal Family-

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