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❛I still like pink, yes.❜ Ashley nodded, taking the flowers from his hands when offered. ❛Let me put these away,❜ slipping back inside for a brief moment, door ajar. She shut the door to her apartment, locking it behind herself with one of the flowers behind her ear.
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Leon smiles, standing awkwardly in his dark jeans and his black jacket, a small bouquet of light pink flowers in his hands. “Uh… thought you’d like these. You still like pink, right?” he asks, shrugging awkwardly.
“They, uh… I dunno. Reminded me of you.”
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📲: One sec, shoes.
📲: On my way!
📲: Stupid autocorrect. I said omw.
Trotting out towards the living room, then opening the door for him. Let’s twirled around one finger, phone in the back bottom of her low - rise genes, and wallet in the other back pocket. ❛Hey!❜
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Trüda.
I wanna reach out and make more friends and write SLs but you guys scare me … I’m SORRY I’m shy. Can’t convince any of my friends from other verses to come here either, so I cry alone in my corner.
@N0M0R3R00K13 ⠀
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❛Whatever you say, Leon . . .❜ And just like that, she’s strolling away. ❛I’ll see you at seven. ‘TIL then.❜ Alas, there’s a wink as a parting gesture.
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