he walks down the cold alleyway, trying to get the past out of his head, the regret as the pain, the-, rain again he thought, he took out his umbrella and kept walking his head down as he did so looking at the rain covered path ahead of him he walks pats an alleyway to find you shivering under a blanket with the plushy he gave you of your favorite animal when you first started dating, he puts the umbrella over you “You all right sugar..? What’s a girl like you doing out here at this hour?”
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