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Josh stood up from the bed to throw a few things away, put some back, and then wash his hands. On the way back to his bed, Josh smiled at what Akira had proposed and nodded slowly. “I’d love that. What do you think we should read?” He wondered as he sat beside Akira, although this time, instead of just sitting there, he decided to lay down and wrap one of his arms around the man next to him.
“You feeling more…fiction, or non-fiction today?” Josh whispered with curiosity in his eyes.
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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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