I sit on the swinging bench on thr noeth tower, stargazing, to relax. As I swing the bench, I hear footsteps, but i dont move a muscle, since i know it's just you. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I open them once more, just to see you standing in the tower, looking at me concerned. I look over at you, annoyed. Can I help you? The way you're looking at me is interrupting my stargazing and this is supposed to be relaxing, not stressful.
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09/10/2024