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It was awkward, to say the least.
They were sitting beside each other, by the bed. Shoulders touching, backs leaning against the wall.
He broke the silence.
"Alexa, why do you look like shit?"
"Because I feel like shit, dumbass."
"Then you better stop feeling like that, its not that pleasing to look at."
She smirked.
"Your pain is my gain, Alex."
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Destruction
Romance[SHORT STORY #467] maybe destruction was inevitable. they both knew that. and they both blamed it on something they swore they would never believe in. Love.
