Part 1 the gas station

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I melt when you speak.
I'm weak for your kiss.
I long for your touch.
And I break when you leave.

     It's Thursday on a school night. If he gets caught (again) he's screwed, he's not supposed to do this anymore. But he dosnt care.
     (Surprisingly) The gasstation is his happy place. The smell of it and all the things you could buy (even if there's not much when you're a minor)
     He gets there makes sure it's not Cherrys shift (she's the one who keeps calling his parent's). She's not there so he goes in and the gasstation smells like a new cologne. It's surprisingly familiar but he's never smelt it before.
    "Arlo!" He whips his head around. Another clerk who knows he shouldn't be here "fuck" he matters under his breath. "It's alright I'm not gon' call you folks"
He continued looking down the isles and smelling this amazing smell. He goes to get his monsters, and right in front of his drinks, stands the source of the smell, it's very strong now, he's wearing a big leather jacket

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