"What were you doing there?"
Same lips,
y
et the words sounded different. More mature.
"Artis," you sighed,
"what were you doing there without even noticing the red light?"
Waiting to meet you, my heart said. To see you after eight years.
My lips remained a grim line.
a/n, merry christmas! surprise update :')
YOU ARE READING
Christmas Lights | ✓
Short Story__________ ❝"They serve the best milkshakes ever!" You sounded so much like a kid. "My favourite is Butterscotch. What's yours? Wait, let me guess it. Chocolate? Oreo? Cookie dough?" "Butterscotch," my lips blurted out...
