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the sticky note fell to the floor. it had fallen off during the very rough opening of the door. rin was in a bad mood.

it makes me happy when you smile :)

he crouched down to pick it up and he read in the same position. a long breath left his mouth. resting his elbows on his knees he tucked his face into his hands, still holding on to the note. very slowly, he reread the note. he would never tell bachira how much his words really meant to him.

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