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it was pouring rain. she was
standing at his doorstep. they both
stared at each other.

he seemed like he didn't know what to say.

he didn't know what to say.

"virginia... wha... what are you doing here?"

she still wasn't crying. "i saw you get off
here on the bus the other day. i'm sorry.
for everything. i never should have assumed
i knew all about you, because you aren't a dumb
fuckboy, not at all. "

he scoffed. "get the hell in here."

he grabbed her arm and
pulled her inside, closing the
door behind him.

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