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Sitting in the chair by the window, the cold night breeze brushes against her skin as she starts typing your name into her phone screen
The rice is cold now, and the affection has cooled. It brings back memories of our last conversation. Your words linger in my mind like ink soaking into paper. What thoughts are occupying your mind tonight?
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