He just stares. He almost feels guilty, like a betrayal, for finding Rodney looking like that attractive, but it’s objective, like he would acknowledge any other random person’s beauty. There was no emotional context to it. Like the beauty of a stranger.
This man looked like a stranger.
What he was worried most about is that there was something more to this. And obviously there was something more to this.]
…you know, this thing’s probably cursed, Dorian Gray.
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[John can’t look away.
He just stares. He almost feels guilty, like a betrayal, for finding Rodney looking like that attractive, but it’s objective, like he would acknowledge any other random person’s beauty. There was no emotional context to it. Like the beauty of a stranger.
This man looked like a stranger.
What he was worried most about is that there was something more to this. And obviously there was something more to this.]
…you know, this thing’s probably cursed, Dorian Gray.