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Back with another post! I really liked the circular narrative in this one and the gradual change. Hope you enjoy :)
"I can't believe he's late again!"
Anton was frustrated. Time was of the essence, and Anton hated wasting it! He was always left waiting for Peter, who's happy-go-lucky demeanor was always a fantastic character trait to have around, but only if he ever came on time!
"Peter knows that this club sells out quick, what is taking him so long?!" Anton whined, "They only let people in if they come early, well, at least if you look like me!"
Anton was definitely run of the mill, but he had done his best to suit himself up for the occasion. He wore a smart shirt, his best shoes and had even trimmed his fingernails to make them look presentable for once.
"We'll need a miracle to get in now, let alone in ten hours after Peter finally arrives!"
Anton slumped his head sharply into his hands.
"I went to the best parlor just to get my nails looking right..." Anton huffed, his tone calming as he held up his dainty hand, "And I wore my best heels to show off my legs." Anton held his slender legs up with gymnastic flexibility. "Not to mention I wore my best sweater," Anton breathed in a sexy hushed tone, "They really show off how perky my boobs are without having to show the goods!" Anton playfully giggled to herself, shaking her boobs as to make them jiggly lightly.
As if on cue, Peter smoothed his way inside.
"Hey, babe," Peter started, shutting the door behind himself. He looked so rugged and cute, even better then Anna remembered, "Sorry I came late, my dog was..." Peter stopped and gawked at Anna, fixating on her bountiful breasts for half a second too long.
"Oh, it's okay!" Anna smiled, getting up and giving Peter a cheeky peck, "I'm sure it'll be easy to get in, so we can come whenever you want..."
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