him: hello, you've reached my voice mail, please leave a message.
her: i star gazed today. well, it was more like last night. the stars were beautiful, simba. i never thought something could be so beautiful.
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Short StoryCopyright @ unbirthdays 2014 "i wonder how many wishes a star can give." [lowercase intended] [completed]
fourth phone call
him: hello, you've reached my voice mail, please leave a message.
her: i star gazed today. well, it was more like last night. the stars were beautiful, simba. i never thought something could be so beautiful.