You were back the next day, claiming you had had the flu. I knew you didn't, but I didn't mention. The rest of the day your lips were curled up in a smile. I believed your smile.
But when you changed your shoes, they were filled with sand.
I didn't believe your smile anymore.
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Strawberry Flavoured
Короткий рассказBecause everything was bittersweet and strawberry flavoured.