marissa says, "remember i told you about him, demi?"
"oh. oh, yes--yeah."
dan looks at me funny.
i stutter, "n-nice to meet you, dan."
but he doesn't shake my outstretched hand.
raises a brow. "you're welcome."
i'm confused. "what?"
"it's nice to meet you as well. woody and i are heading back out."
woody smiles apologetically.
i ask, "wait, was this the friend you were visiting?"
"yep. small world," he says to me.
"indeed."
dan and woody give marissa a hug.
i give them a wave.
"you should call while i'm away."
"sure, woody. see ya."
dan's already out the door.
i'm already killing to know more.
and i know what that "you're welcome" was for.
but for now i let it go.
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can't hold it back anymore... the cold never bothered me anyway... yeah, had to tbh.
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watercolor ⦾ d.c.s. ⦿ book 2
Historia Corta"...it's one thing to just up and leave without rational reason, but it's another for someone to follow her to another country-a total stranger." he thinks a minute. "not total, but sure. it is questionable. well, i came to find out why you kept run...
