Suspicions
Say it to my face if you mean it Say it to my face, but you won't The chainsmokers- You owe me _____________________________________ "What happened to your neck?" Mason frowned from across the cafeteria table prying at Harris. Harris looked up from his plate raising his eyebrows at him, "Huh?" Mason c****d his head towards him, "your neck. It has bright red marks." Harris brought his hand to feel his skin subconsciously before he remembered what had happened at Lesley's on Friday. The marks still hadn't disappeared though it was Monday and Harris was beginning to wonder what at all Lesley had done to him. Mason watched him including everyone around the table waiting for an answer. Shit. Harris looked back on his plate and shrugged nonchalantly
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