forty-seven:
"do you know why you threw up; did you maybe eat something bad at lunch?"
"i was nervous." i mumbled.
"huh?"
"i was nervous, about our date. that's why i threw up." i could feel my face get red and vic cooed.
"i feel so bad this is all my fault i'm so sorry."
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also, sorry it took me so long to update.
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the garden « kellic
Short Storyin which two people work at flow's flowers and fall in love while tending to the plants.
