The cool evening breeze gently ruffles through my hair as i breath in the night air deeply taking a sip of my wine. I gaze silently over the city nightscape seemingly deep in thought. there is the sound of the balcony door sliding open and I turn my head and see you grunting softly, "what do you want." my dry, hollow voice cuts through the night air sharply my tone harsh and uninterested
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4ded burd
03/10/2024