he was now used to hanging out with himself. he was his own best friend and he didn't care. he didn't need anyone else.
he was just taking a walk around town and he ended up in the coffee shop. maybe it was his subcounscious that had led him there. he got inside and instinctively looked around, searching for her. she was not there.
he asked for a cup of black coffee. when the barista gave it to him, he looked at his drink and frowned. the coffee was too dark to resemble her eyes.
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Lost Boys
Short Storyhe was just a boy who didn't know where he belonged who felt lonely all the time who was lost but it was okay because he was used to it
