I sat on the couch, picking at the strings on my guitar whilst I waited for your brother to get out of the shower. I huffed, digging in my guitar case for a pack of cigs. You shot me a side eye. “What? I can’t smoke in the house now?” I just chuckled, going back to picking at the strings. I don’t know why I listened to you. I sure as hell didn’t listen to Robin. I did, but you know what I meant. I looked over my shoulder, staring for longer than I should have. I didn’t know why I stared.
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02/09/2025
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02/09/2025