Twisted 11 Past Demons
"What's that on your face?" Matt asked as he frowned at me and I chuckled. "That's a love mark," I told him teasingly and laughed as my best friend's eyes widened. "On your nose? What the hell's wrong with Big Sis?" he asked incredulously and I laughed some more as I scratched the tip of my nose. "Yesha pulled at it while I was sleeping," I answered as I sat next to him. We were at the bar sharing our Friday night drinks like usual. "I didn't know she had a nose fetish," Matt added as he continued to frown at my face. "That looks painful." "Not really," I told him as I glanced at the red line on my nose. Since a week ago, Yesha had been eyeing this particular part of my face a lot and would tug at it when I wasn't looking. I didn't understand why but she seemed to be fond of my nose
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