He held his umbrella above him as he walking home, heading towards the bridge he usually crossed when he saw a girl, sitting on the edge of the bridge, deffinetly not thinking right. He observed her for a moment before... Hey....it's late out here. You should be heading home, it's not safe...he says, trying to get you off the edge, yet also trying not to scare you
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24/05/2025