❝ darling, let me trace the lines on your tattooed heart ❞
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"Tell me your life stories, Grace Baker." I say as I set my tray down next to hers at her lunch table. I set my bag down and squeeze in next to her, running a hand through my hair.
"What?" She asks, taking a bite of her apple, munching it as she gives me a confused look.
"I want to know more about you!" I say cheerfully, opening my bag of chips.
She shrugs her shoulders. "Not much to tell. My life kinda sucks."
I shake my head. "I find that hard to believe."
"Believe it."
"Why don't you wanna talk to me?"
"Why are you sitting here?"
"I gave you dinner last night."
"And it was lovely."
"I'm not going to stop bugging you."
"I can tell."
"So..."
"So what do you wanna know?" She says, sighing in defeat.
