4:53pm
He saw her approaching. She was wearing a white, loose dress with some kind of delicate flowers on it.
Delicate flowers, just like her.
"Hey"
"Hi"
They looked at each other for an instant and then turned their eyes to the floor.
He smiled and asked her to sit down in one of the benches.
There they were, without saying a word, just looking at each other's feet.
They just didn't know what to say.
Until...
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Sadness
ContoHe was broken. She was, too. She wanted to fix him. Maybe she was the only one who could.
