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The contagious chuckle of Akira made Josh do the same, smiling as he stood up from his bed, kissed the young mans head and walking to his own dresser to change his clothes. Removing his pants, Josh decided to wear something simple, he would only converse with people he was close to, and they surely wouldn’t mind if he was underdressed.
Once he was done, Josh turned back around, looking at Akira fixing his hair for a few seconds before he looked back at the door. “I’ll be in my office, meet me there when you’re done.” Josh gave off a final smile before walking into the hall and heading towards his office to look into the drawers of his desk for the lists he needed.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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