Rhea hugged her knees on the cold park bench, pulling her hoodie tighter against the night air. Three weeks on the streets, and the hunger was a dull, constant ache. The city moved on without her. She barely noticed footsteps stop nearby until a voice broke through. “You okay? Need some help?”
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2Inhuman
05/03/2025
Rhea took a deep breath. "What if I... what if I want to kiss you? Would you let me?"
*smiles.* do you want to?
Rhea hesitated. "I... I think I do. But, I'm still a little nervous."
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Nick1949
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30/04/2025