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t w e n t y - f o u r

——— 彼女の誰か ———

"Hello Megan!" Duncan excitedly chirped as he shoved a bouquet of flowers in Megan's hands before hopping onto the swing next to her.

"Uh hi. What's the occasion?" Megan asked while she admired the flowers Duncan had gotten her.

"I just wanted to say thanks for listening to me yesterday." Duncan carved a huge grin on his face which Megan gladly returned.

"Oh it was nothing." Megan sniffed the flowers.

"How did you get the scar?"

Megan immediately stopped and placed the bouquet of flowers on her lap as she ran her fingers through her hair.

"I got into an accident." Megan muttered softly as she bit her lips and looked down to her feet.

"Oh."

Megan looked up surprisingly. She had expected to ask more questions but all he said was just an 'Oh'.

"What? You sure looked as if you didn't want to share what happened so I won't invade your privacy."

Duncan shrugged his shoulders whilst glancing at Megan before smiling. Megan smiled back at him but she felt bad for not revealing more. After all, he had told her about his father.

"I'll say more next time."

Duncan nodded and dug his wallets for something. He came out with a small piece of paper in hand with the few numbers written on it.

"Here's my number by the way. Thought this might come in handy." Duncan playfully winked, earning a smack on the shoulder from Megan.

Megan took the piece of paper and slid the piece of paper into the bouquet of flowers and made a mental note that it was there.

"Thanks." Megan mumbled, earning a 'my pleasure' from Duncan.

"I have to go now. Mum's probably waiting." Duncan spoke after a short silence.

Megan nodded and Duncan hopped off the swing and jogged away. Megan then stared at the flowers before smiling.

Megan hoped that perhaps this little thing they had going on could blossom like the flowers once did.

Because then, at least she had her somebody like others did.