A ticket to New York

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Austin's pov

I slowly turned the key around in the keyhole, as I began to wonder if she even was there. I opened the door slowly, and I saw her lay on the bed. All the lights were on, and her computer too. I closed the door slowly after myself, and took my jacket off. Placed her computer in her bag, turned her around, took a white quilt and laid it on top of her. She was still asleep. I wrote a quick note:

Ill miss u

But this is the best for the

Two of us.

See you around. Don't do anything stupid

                                                -Austin

"I'm sorry" I whispered.

I packed my things and laid a ticket to New York on the nightstand.

"I'm sorry, but this is the best thing". She turned around. In a moment I thought she was going to wake up, but she did not. "Denmark, here we go" I whispered and closed the hotel door behind me.

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