Trevor had been having a horrible day, hell, he’d had a horrible year. He had been grasping at curvaceous, effeminate straws for what felt like his entire post-pubescent life. For a while, he didn’t care. And maybe he still didn’t, or maybe he just kept telling himself that, for fear of being disappointed yet again by some blonde bimbo boring him to tears over her anecdote about the perils of figuring out which side of the street to move her car to during a Snow Emergency. So “fuck it”, he thought.
 

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This was written for me specifically, but I thought it was good enough to share with the Yours community.
She's got a knack, so leave her some compliments so she continues to keep writing - and maybe to start using Yours on her own without me.
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Nice short story, I suppose this would be just the introduction to a a larger one right? Because I felt like wanting to keep reading more to see what happens in Trevor's date... I hope you don't mind if I use this comment to promote my artwork :) In fact If you keep writing this story you might use my artwork for spicing up your posts if you like, I may even make a custom drawing for a particular scene if you need to. Here some samples of my art:
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Thank you for sharing joy!☺️
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