Memory 5
You visit the library for the first time in a week. You look like a starving man. Your face is gaunt but your smile is filled with satisfaction. Your return your books on dirty art. I wrinkle out the edges out made dog-eared.
I catch a whiff of smoke that tickles my nose. I never noticed that you smoked.
"Chulu, do you and Rosh want to come over tomorrow?"
I would but tomorrow is Sunday. Rosh and I work at the petrol station while everyone else is at church.
"Nope, I don't think so."
"See you at church then."
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100 Memories Of You And Me ✔
RomanceThis is a story I wanted to write and fill with pure love. I do not want to tell a controversial tale, just a simple story. No lace or fancy trims. A story of two people and some side characters. A story of two men who would have only ever met by ch...
