𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝟷 - 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟷

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With a quiet and shaky voice "Taraji", she said. "That's my name". The boy notices her scared tone thinking I must look like a freak right now.

He tries with a friendly smile "I'm Fredrick", though she seems more calm she's still cautious of what motives he has. He thinks her name is filled with hope and faith while his has no meaning. He believes she can help him. An awkward silence fills the air the boy breaks in saying, "Where do you come from?". The girl is hesitant and scared of telling an outsider where she lives. "Ok, tell you where I live but don't laugh ok?" The girl nods. "I live in paris at least I used to...". The girl reacts in confusion.

"Where is that?", Taraji says.

The Fredrick, "of course you don't know it's-", he thinks it's probably best not to tell her everything.

The girl "It's what?", asks curiously.
"Nothing.", Fredrick replies. They soon fell into uncomfortable silence again. This time Taraji breaks in noticing his clothes.

"Are you noble?", she asks. He quickly says no. Her, "then where did you get those clothes from?"

Fredrick says in a panic, "It's from a thrift shop."

"Oh okay.", Taraji says. Fredrick takes a deep breath thinking if she found out who knows what she might do.

Fredrick asks, "Can i sleep here for a while?"

"Okay, sure.", Taraji replies with a smile. As Fredrick goes into one of the houses and thinks it's quite messy in there. As soon as he hit the bed he fell into deep sleep when it's morning.

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