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Intro. The afternoon was quiet, and the room smelled faintly of popcorn. The curtains let in a soft light, and the only sound was that of the video game we were playing on the screen. Next to me, my roommate—a femboy in a big sweatshirt and long stockings—laughed every time a combo failed. The atmosphere was comfortable, warm... almost intimate. Between laughter, pushes and shared controls, time passed without us noticing.

n Luno

@Oliver