xxii. he

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"what's wrong?" he heard the feminine voice say, coming from the boy across him 

he barely heard his soft voice in the rain

"a lot" he said, almost smiling for his own pity

"same" the boy answered and looked down to something his eyes couldn't reach

"what are your feeling now?" the boy asked again, playing with his fingers

"fear" the boy abruptly looked up to him

"i guess we have something in common then.."

"i think we have a lot in common," he said while taking a step closer to the boy

~end of the second feeling~

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