Dorothy liked the small things in life.
Including some warm milk, a soft blanket, and cuddles from her corgi.
Like is more of an understatement. She's in love with the small things, especially when it's making her feel sleepy since she's suffering from insomnia.
Dorothy was Finn's classmate ever since high school started. She's always been so curious about him because he had an intimidating and mysterious aura she wanted to discover herself.
He had sad ocean eyes. His soft lips were always formed into thin lines. He smiles but it's the pitiful kind of smile, as if he knew that the world was making a fool out of him.
Finn was always quiet.
Dorothy was always curious.
It was Monday when their eyes met for the first time. Dorothy was looking at Finn and he suddenly looked back. Dorothy's cheeks reddened at the unexpected encounter then she immediately looked away to avoid the awkwardness.
Dorothy slept that night peacefully for the first time and dreamt about sad ocean eyes.
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Drowning Memoirs of Finn
Short StoryFin is a word from Italian and Spanish language that means "The End" or "Finish". In Finn's mind, this must be the meaning of his life ever since he was born.
