12:32am
Saint Sherlock:
Jane!
Jane!
Hey!
Jane Doe!
Jane Doe:
Oh my gods
What's wrong?
I was in the shower.
Did something happen?
Saint Sherlock:
Aw! You care for me!
But to answer your questions,
none to both
I just need my stress toy rn
Jane Doe:
Am I the only one who thought that that
sounds really uhm...
Anyway, you're an ass.
Saint Sherlock:
I do like asses.
But I'm more of a **** guy! ;)
Jane Doe:
Stop those vulgar claims or else I'd
block you. No kidding
Saint Sherlock:
I'm sorry!
I didn't mean to sound like a
perv or anything.
Jane Doe:
It's fine
What's the agenda for tonight?
Saint Sherlock:
Tell me something about
yourself again.
Jane Doe:
Specifically what?
Saint Sherlock:
Uhm, you won't probably tell
me your name so
I'll settle for your birthday and age
Jane Doe:
You gonna throw
a birthday party for me?
Aw, that's sweet!
Anyway.
I was born in February 14, 1995
I'm currently 23 years old.
You?
Saint Sherlock:
Wow.
I'm turning 25.
December 25, 1994
Jane Doe:
I realized our birthdays
are occasions.
Saint Sherlock:
The whole world is celebrating us
Jane Doe:
As they should be.
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Who We Are (A Speck of Dust)
RomanceJust two not-ordinary people in the midst of corporate messes and predatory tact who found themselves engrossed at each other's musings after midnight. | Won 3rd place at The Mystic Awards |
