Gigi was clumsy. No, not clumsy like those girls in rom-coms, not oops-sorry-i-spilt-my-coffee-on-you clumsy. No, it wasn't attractive. She once lost her favourite book in China, a bottle in Perth, a hat in Japan, even her socks in Italy. It was honestly quite an undesirable trait.
And yet, he found it endearing. He wanted her to soar, like a bird in her free skies. He wanted her to be free and come to him willingly when the sun sets and the day is over.
Song: https://open.spotify.com/track/6o66qxtmliABr64UgEQv4S?si=lbW3aEkMSz6w8uOOulni7Q [That Lucky Old Sun by Johnny Cash]
A/N:
I love songs. They give me the absolute happy jiggidy vibes :) and so i will link a song in every chapter that i find might suit the chapter or suit my mood when i am writing. i hope i actually finish this short story.
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RomanceGigi was clumsy. No, not clumsy like those girls in rom-coms, not oops-sorry-i-spilt-my-coffee-on-you clumsy. No, it wasn't attractive. She once lost her favourite book in China, a bottle in Perth, a hat in Japan, even her socks in Italy. It was hon...
