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- Are you sure you want to do this ? Erin asks me with his melodious voice, full of excitment.
- Sure.
He goes through the window first, then I follow him. The fresh air slaps my face, but it is pleasant. We climb a bit of the roof, then sit on a border. The view is simple, but enjoyable. The city lights are shining, flashing in the dark.
Now I notice our city is pretty. Not perfect, but pretty.
- Here is where I come when I feel bad, he tells me.
- On the roof ? You didn't have a better idea ?
He turns his head to look at me.
- So, when you're drunk, drugged, or depressive, you come at the top of a roof ? You don't see the danger in it ?
- Stop judging me ! By the way, nobody says « drugged », it's not a real word.
Even if Erin and I argued a lot that night, it was one of the best I ever had.
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Tears Of London
RomanceHe is problems. She is too. They are like tears, falling in the nonchalant streets of London. Where will this fall take them ?
