Memory 33
Coffee beans and rooibos tea. Your sister sent those two items every two months. I never actually met her and you barely talked about your family outside of me and Rosh.
It seemed that we were all you needed. I think I knew better. You smiled every time the package came. Sometimes we would send peanut butter cups and pencils down. You were close to her. I thought she was your entire world, she probably was at a point. Feelings you felt for her mirrored those she felt for you. Distances and continents were not enough to separate the two of you for a minute.
A/N: This one is very important to me.
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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...
