It was dusk now, the sun was starting to set. Blondie had been gone for a couple hours now, and I sat on my bench. I crossed my legs, and looked. I saw the colors, the red, orange, blue, pink, and purple, mixing into eachother. The sun didn't shine as bright now, I had no clue why.
I stared at the sky for a while now, then I felt something right bicep. I looked over, and saw a goosebumps covered blondie.
I placed my arm around her shoulders, and rubbed her arm, trying to keep her warm. I didn't want to-- but it seemed like the nice thing to do. Her head fell onto my shoulder.
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Benched
Short StoryArden's a lost boy. He searches the city of Lorve for an empty bench to sleep on, and surfs subways to find these benches. He sleeps on empty benches all the time, until the one time he doesn't. Sleeping alone is completely different, than having so...
