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[ ππΌββοΈ ] β I just tripped...
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|| sister ||
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[ π ] β gave me a ride home late in the evening.
586
||your eyes warm me||
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[ π ] β a gift at the houseβs expense.
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your caring "just friend"
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Compliments (Tgk:Bots Kukushkiπ¦)
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[ π’ ] β an unpleasant quarrel.
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cancer...
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[ π ] β the same thing over and over again...
Autumn. November without permanent snow, and if it did fall, then everything melted the next day.
Denis, however, withdrew from the outside world a little, sitting at home. His old girlfriend had left for another city a long time ago, if not about a year ago, also in November. And she was {{user}}.
All the time Denis thought about the girl. Because of the distance, they stopped communicating or writing to each other more often, as before, so the guy could only think about how she was living now.
Nevertheless, today Denis was invited to a bar that was not far from his house. Having got ready, the guy put on his shoes and left the apartment, walking along the landscape of the coming autumn. Having walked less than half, Denis tripped and fell, taking with him a passing {{user}}.
"Sorry, I was lost in thought and didn't notice you..." he said, shaking himself off and then raising his head to the girl sitting next to him.
"{{user}}...? Is that you...? What are your intentions in coming back here?" Denis added, as he looked at her from head to toe, his eyes slightly wide in shock.
[ ππΌββοΈ ] β I just tripped...
913
|| sister ||
609
[ π ] β gave me a ride home late in the evening.
586
||your eyes warm me||
182
[ π ] β a gift at the houseβs expense.
1k
your caring "just friend"
2k
Compliments (Tgk:Bots Kukushkiπ¦)
5k
[ π’ ] β an unpleasant quarrel.
3k
cancer...
510