Rio jogged down the street, shirtless and only in a pair of old basketball shorts and a pair of shoes that looked like they went through world war 2. “Do you wanna buy some cookies!” A few, cute little seven years call out to Rio as he stops, smiling and checks the road then bolts over to them, pulling out his torn up brown wallet. “Sure, how much for those?” He taps a green box of girl scout cookies as the mom of the girls is watching them, standing behind them as she smiles. “5.66, how many do you want sir?” He pulls out seven dollars and hands them to the mom, picking up one box as he smiles handsomely. “Only this one, and keep the change please.”
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Massimo
FantasyI was feeling very anxious when I wrote this. This story is going to be a way for me to calm down my nerves, and will be a short story type. No mature content will be added since i am basically referred to as way too young to even know about that st...
