She sat.
She should've searched the shady suburban Sterling streets, searched for her staggering soul she suddenly shunned so strikingly.
Still, she sat, sobbing.
A suited stranger's shadow strutted speedily by her, she suddenly shouted shameful stigmatizing sentences in soreness, straight to the sly stranger's stature.
The suited stranger stopped.
"Such a soul shouldn't shout such shameful speech to such somber strangers as I." The sly stranger spoke, staring.
"Such sudden statements shouldn't be said so sorrowfully from such sly strangers as you." She spat sharply.
The sly stranger smirked a sore sickly smile. "So, she says, simply silencing that she's a stranger to suchlike I, Solomon Silver."
"Sir, Solomon Silver serves no significance to suchlike I, Shelly Seals." She snapped sarcastically.
Solomon Silver sighed, he sat slowly, seating side to Shelly Seals.
"Speak sincerity, Shelly, what sorrow sends such spirit as Shelly Seals, sobbing, sitting, on such shady streets of Sterling.
Shelly shakily swallowed. "Why should someone suchlike Shelly, speak sincerely to someone suchlike Solomon?" She snapped.
Solomon soughed showily. "Since someone suchlike Solomon, sees spirits similar to Shelly, seemingly stuck, such souls sit steadily on the sharp shady street of Sterling. As it seats souls searching of someplace to sit, still, somehow, the street stays spiritless."
"And I, I'm simply searching, subjectively slipping from a struggling, sickly, symbiosis." Solomon snickered. "Searching, to sit, somewhere situated upon such shady streets as Sterling's."
Shelly stared, submerged in Solomon's sentiment.
"So, I ask, what sorrow sends such a spirit as Shelly to such shady streets." Solomon spoke softly, smiling, staring at stunning stars, shinning sunlit above.
"I'm seemingly suffering solitude; my soundness, sanity, situated my soul in servitude." Shelly stammered. "I struggle, seeking support, not sympathy."
Solomon stood, smiling to Shelly Seals.
"Shelly, Someone suchlike I, Solomon Silver, support someone suchlike Shelly Seals. Shelly, stand with me, let us stand together, and leave sitting on the shady suburban Street of Sterling."
Shelly Seals slowly smiled, and took her place, standing side to such a stranger, Solomon Silver.
She stood.
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