he just came back from his morning run when he happened to past the window seat. it was normally empty, except for this day, occupied by someone he hasn't met just yet — which he plans to change.
he confidently strides over, casting a shadow over her book.
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I hold the right drop threads inorder for me to stop burning out and loosing muse, however, I will always find a way to give them a justified ending.
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