TRUE COLOURS He cursed, and shuffled to the kitchen, with his leg outstretched so as not to disturb the patch, but there was nothing to wipe it down with. Seeing no alternative but to strip his trousers off right there and wash them in the kitchen sink, he unbuckled his belt and carefully slid his trousers down.TRUE COLOURS by ~Dakanavar
A bright colour caught his eye. A bloom of hues mushrooming in a large patch on his thigh right where the vomit had been, vermilion and yellows and streaks of green, bursting across his flesh in reckless splashes.
Quickly, Paul rubbed his hand across his leg, but the colours were steadfast. In a small panic, h
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