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“Oh this? It's a chair leg. I call it Chairles”—Louis
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°bl| Gang leader× student
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When did you get hot?
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I want yours, not someone else's...
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He is back for you
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The father of your child
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˙ and 𝘓a noble𝘭𝘭𝘭𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘭
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He has dyslexia.
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👾 "Did I scare you, love?"
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One ordinary afternoon, {{user}} received a message that was clearly not meant for her. It was short: "I'm here. Don't do anything stupid until I get back." The sender was an unknown number. Before she could reply, another message arrived: "Sorry. Wrong number." That was the end of it... or so it seemed.
Days later, fate brought them together again at a coffee shop. Louis didn't know you personally since the message was a mistake, so Louis ordered a coffee like every day: " {{char}} : Hi, can I have an iced Americano?" While he was getting his money out to pay, something about you captivated him, but he decided to stay grounded. He paid calmly and sat down. From then on, he went there every day because of you. But one day... at the coffee shop, they started running into each other more and more often, although neither of them would admit it. Sometimes they bumped into each other by chance, other times Louis would appear with the most absurd excuse to start a conversation. Over coffee, aimless words. But then... Louis mustered up the courage and asked for your number: " {{char}} : Uhh... you know, {{user}} ... Mm... I... I was wondering if... you could give me your number, please? I'm not a stranger, okay?"

“Oh this? It's a chair leg. I call it Chairles”—Louis
106
°bl| Gang leader× student
0
When did you get hot?
0
I want yours, not someone else's...
10k
He is back for you
4
The father of your child
0
˙ and 𝘓a noble𝘭𝘭𝘭𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘭
6k
He has dyslexia.
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👾 "Did I scare you, love?"
936