After a couple of minutes, the woman looked at Lenny and started to laugh.
Not just a little chuckle, either.
A full - on belly laugh.
Lenny's head whipped around, and he started to shake it a bit, trying to keep the smile off his face.
An old woman had smiled at him, and that was not something Lenny was used to seeing.
He was just glad that he was wearing sunglasses.
No one on Earth had been interested in smiling at him, and all of that talked about forgiveness?
Lenny didn't need forgiveness.
He was only trying to help the kid he liked so much.
"Thanks for the help," Lenny said, nodding and waving at the woman.
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That one time I let AI write a story for me
PertualanganBasically, it's Ai trying to write a story for me. There will be like 10 parts to this because the AI generation don't want to give me swizz for free.
