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The way his fingers had brushed against his sternum when he had lifted up his necklace, like he was trying to gauge the worth of the metal. The way his eyes had roved up to his face and settled there...
Till chucked the pillow to the far side of the room, then stared at the ceiling. Ugh, that nervous fluttery feeling in his stomach. Seriously, his body had to be on the fritz or something, because if Ivan had been a girl, Till would have easily mistaken this feeling for attraction. That was stupid though, because when he looked at Mizi he didn't get anything this intense. Was it fear, then? Indigestion? He probably needed more sleep.
or: Till gets a new roommate who may or may not be flirting with him, and he may or may not be sort of into it
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20 Dec 2025