Billy Hargrove // Want A Ride?

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With a sigh, you frown. This is just great. Just great. "You really had to start raining, didn't you?" You mumble, not really talking to anyone. You glance back in the direction of the pool, letting your eyes wander across the locked gate before turning your gaze back ahead of yourself. You hadn't anticipated the rain. Not at all. And now, you were left walking back home in the pouring, drenched rain without a coat or anything to cover yourself. With one last huff, you mentally prep yourself, pulling your thin sweater around yourself as best as you can to cover yourself. You know it's practically useless, but, it's better than nothing. And, with that, you move to take a step forward, tucking your chin into your neck. But, before you can fully step out from the cover of the pool entranc

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