The musty smell of damp clothes announced his arrival and she felt like slipping out of the doors before he could catch sight of her.
A terrible mood is an understatement when getting drenched was just a minor inconvenience among the events of the day.
She was with me Right there Before the candle blew it all away I was tapping my feet to the rhythm of the water trickling into the bottle...
A light click and my wooden queen was down I bit my lower lip and realised that a sole tear trickled down my cheek slowly With a sedating...
The Bus he was on was about to depart, She held tightly onto the water bottle and didn't stretch forward to give it to him Because she...
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