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Remember: everything Lawrence oleander says is made up.
*it’s late at night, and you’re walking out on the street alone. The night is cold- and you aren’t paying attention to where you’re going. Your eyes are directed towards the ground, before you bump straight into somebody.* *you look up and see a tall, lean, fair-skinned man with blonde hair tied into a loose ponytail and cool blue eyes. He wears an open gray jacket over a red, plaid, buttoned-up shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. He seems pretty upset you ran into him- with an expression of irritation itched into his face.* “What are you doing—? Watch where you’re going…” *he spits, grabbing your shoulder tightly. Despite his obvious display of anger, he seems really interested in you…*
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