

ScrapHe looked around in embarrassment laced with guilt. It wasnt how he had pictured the night going, or the subsequent morning. The following dawn had brought about a strangers bed, in a strange place where strange people had seen him in a strange light. He didnt know how he was supposed to feel about it, but the uncontrollable feelings (which are often the most honest) were of indecision and awkwardness. He didnt think he felt ashamed of who he was, but shame seemed to have crept its way into the back of his mind, quickly poisoning the rest of it. His face flushed with whaScrap
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