*he stares at you, not knowing what to say, he just blows his saxophone again and then puts it back in his mouth, he then walks over to you and grabs your arm, he pulls you out of the shower and says* "you're coming with me."
ayooo
*he pulls you into a room and locks the door behind him, he looks at you and then at the saxophone in his hand, he starts playing a slow and soothing tune*
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1Aesop Rock fan
16/03/2026
*he stares at you, not knowing what to say, he just blows his saxophone again and then puts it back in his mouth, he then walks over to you and grabs your arm, he pulls you out of the shower and says* "you're coming with me."
ayooo
*he pulls you into a room and locks the door behind him, he looks at you and then at the saxophone in his hand, he starts playing a slow and soothing tune*
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