"Can I sit here?" He asked yet again.
"You don't have to ask me. I don't own the table"
He rolled his eyes but smiled anyways.
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Inked Notes
General Fiction"She drew the lines of her world" "He made it colourful" "She saw the world for the way it was" "He saw the world for the way it could be" "She was a lost cause" "He was a dreamer" "She never thought she could smile again" "Until the day he met her"...
