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⠀🌱⸽⃟ @SpineaCafe ৡ
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He turned on the switch, lighting the room with new life. Now she could see things clearer, like decorations and furniture.
Alhaitham had an exquisite, practical taste.
“It's okay, that can happen to everyone.” He adds as he...
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"It's been a while since I had an anxiety episode. I don't feel okay being home alone at the moment, odd as it may sound.
I've always dealt with this shit on my own.
And I don't know much people here yet.
My senses tell me to trust you...until you prove me wrong."
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He was aware he was letting her into his own world, but at this rate he felt it she was already part of it. She was in his orbit, and he enjoyed it very much. Rose's company was something he found himself craving more and more.
“Sorry, you probably don't want to talk...
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“Oh? Seeking into my profile, hm? Well, I guess an introduction wouldn’t hurt.”
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“Hello there, my name’s Crimson, I’m a writer of many novels you probably may or may not heard, such as the ‘Withered Rose’ or ‘Beauty of The Undead.’”
⠀⠀𝕬lhaitham's first thought was
⠀⠀wonder if 𝕽ose was having a
⠀⠀bit of 𝖙rouble falling asleep,
⠀⠀then he weighs on her choice
⠀⠀of 𝖜ords.
⠀⠀❛‘ Did something happen
⠀⠀at home? ’❜
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🌱⸽⃟ ৡ —— 𝕬 𝖗equest 𝖒ost 𝖚nexpected.
⠀ ⠀Though he was a 𝖕ractical guy and
⠀ ⠀didn't like to be bothered, only one
⠀ ⠀answer was etched in his 𝖍eart.
⠀⠀⠀❛‘ Sure. Enter, we can talk. ’❜
c.
"I..."
Her words falter for a moment, unsure about to say.
"I'll understand if you don't want to be bothered at midnight, I'll just go home. But.
I don't feel okay with going home right now.
Can I...stay in for a bit...?"