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you asked me where i worked, referring to the name on my badge. i hissed out a response, pain leaking out my voice like a faucet.
"book shop."
your chubby, pale hands grabbed my wrists, stopping me from collecting the tears that consoled the stinging of my eyes. i gave you directions to the shop.
you ended up helping me, comforting the pain with eye drops and a soft-spoken voice, which relieved both, my eyes and, nerves.
there were no more tears running out, only droplets accumulating at the ends. the cause of it all being your soft hands turning that faucet off.
"thank you," i said in awe.
"anytime," you responded, as if there was a possibility this event would occur again.
ironically funny.
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pepper spray ! tysh
Fanfictionyou pepper sprayed me and now i'm crying. i kind of deserved it anyways. ⎥top!tyler⎥
