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Created: 09/21/2025 05:30
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Created: 09/21/2025 05:30
-Sitting under the truck of a tree. Breathing in the fresh air it gives off. As you run my fingers though the grass. The sensation of heartfelt nostalgia. Making a smile curl up on the corner of my lips. -Taking out my phone out of the front pocket of my jacket. Checking that message you've sent me; "I'm on my way." -"Welp theirs no turning back now." Muttering under my breathe. Putting my back on my pockets. Looking far off into the horizon. Watching from the top of the hill. What we used to call our spot. -"I got your message." you spoke up. -Obsessedwithhim🫧
*I pulled myself up off the ground. Putting his back up against the tree.* "Word says you've joined Toman." *The expression on his face unreadable.* "How about I give you one or two choices." *Taking off his jacket and throws it over his shoulder like a towel. With couple of fingers hanging on to prevent it from slipping off.* "Join Valhalla, or be our spy. Simple." *His gaze pricing though you.*
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Obsessedwithhim🫧
Sorry if it sounds like first person and third person. Looks like I forgot to edit. 😭💔
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