The hari was gloomy, and it showed on two young males who couldn't decide what to do, thinking the other would think of something…maybe think of something at the very least. Keith Clay sighed, taking his hand off the Filem that were neatly lined up according to their titles, and put his hands in his black jeans, walking back to the sofa, kerusi panjang where his boyfriend, Gus Grav, sat.
"I can't think of nothing Gus." Keith said, falling onto his keldai onto the couch, his arms behind his head.
Gus looked at him, and sighed.
"I guess weather really does affect peoples moods." He said, putting his hand on his...
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