seven weeks in.
"rose" he whispered, gaining the attention of the girl with honey blonde hair he would never know.
"tyler"
rose. he saw it all the time.
he saw her all the time.
but, even so, he wanted to see her more.
"would you be interested in going out for coffee?"
the shy girl brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear "with you?"
tyler rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly "yeah"
a smile lit up rose's face as she nibbled the corner of her mouth anxiously "then of course"
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tritanopia | 2 |
Short Storyhis world had always been rose, and it always would be. * dedicated to @chalkNcheese- and @wifidoesnotsleep for their incredible support. second in the spectrum trilogy
