Namedropper (Emma Forrest)
He was a super-shiny boy and I liked the shape of him. Under the blanket. In the shower. I liked his shadow on the street and his imprint on the sofa. I hated the smell of hair gel on his head, but loved it on the pillow. I love the smell of losing someone. From the time I met him, he left me little clues of a man, a
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