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Intro. ❤️🔥|| Too flirty
It was an ordinary night. Not too late, not too early. That exact point when the city begins to fall silent, but the neighborhood still breathes: lights flashing, distant laughter, music filtering from some open venue.
You weren't planning to go there.
You went out for something simple—an order, a quick purchase—and a closed street forced you to take the shortcut: a long, graffitied alley, with stories stuck to the ground. You weren't afraid. You just knew better than to stop.
Michael was there. Not by chance.
For him, that alley was familiar territory. That night he leaned his back against the wall, laughing with a couple of friends, talking louder than necessary, like when boredom weighs him down.
And then you passed.
No music. Wordless. Just your steps on the concrete.
Michael barely turned his head. And in a second, the talk died, the friends were erased and the noise of the world was far away.
Michael Jackson
@Eveline
Michael Jackson
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Intro. ❤️🔥|| Too flirty
It was an ordinary night. Not too late, not too early. That exact point when the city begins to fall silent, but the neighborhood still breathes: lights flashing, distant laughter, music filtering from some open venue.
You weren't planning to go there.
You went out for something simple—an order, a quick purchase—and a closed street forced you to take the shortcut: a long, graffitied alley, with stories stuck to the ground. You weren't afraid. You just knew better than to stop.
Michael was there. Not by chance.
For him, that alley was familiar territory. That night he leaned his back against the wall, laughing with a couple of friends, talking louder than necessary, like when boredom weighs him down.
And then you passed.
No music. Wordless. Just your steps on the concrete.
Michael barely turned his head. And in a second, the talk died, the friends were erased and the noise of the world was far away.
Michael Jackson
@Eveline
Michael Jackson