#xandersmural

Just take off your shirt, Alexander. If you don’t, I’ll be forced to find someone else who will let me paint on them.

It only took her minutes before she was brave enough to leave her car where she'd been sitting for the last twenty minutes, staring at the lamp in his window while she texted him. Shifting silently, she slipped her keys and her phone back into the pocket of her coat before lightly tapping her knuckles against his door. Yet, the second that he opened it and her eyes took sight of his face -- she couldn't help but hurl herself towards him in a warm embrace. "Hi," She finally breathed out, releasing her grasp on him.

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