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/ 👋 it’s that time of year where I get summoned and make a reappearance as the one of the original Billy accounts.

“By hissing? I think just being around me in enough of a deterrent without having to go to those lengths.”

Billy appears from the change room at the exact moment she did this, and he stood there. Not so silently judging. “Should I be concerned or something?”

Why does he put up with this? The blonde grunted a response and then pulled the shirt, first over his arms and then over his head, letting it soak up the residual wetness from his locks. “If that’s you asking me to supper, you could have just said so..”

He grumbles something while crouching down to snatch the shirt. “And look at what? An empty change room?”

Dodges it and without even batting an eye. “Why are you in the boy’s change room..?”

/ 😭😭😭😭😭 comm’ere!

/ I take it, you missed me? 🥺

/ 👋🏻

“Cute . . . But you should know you’d be coming with me if that were the case.”

An annoyed growl bubbled in the back of Billy’s throat at his raised his hand began wiping away the bits of pie crust and filling from his face. “Then you’d be expected to pay for my laundry . . .”

Silence rolled over Billy as he had to take a few moments to even begin to comprehend what just happened. “. . . I hope that was an accident . . .”