The Cafe L.S

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Nightmares became even worse. They haunted him.

All of those related to that night.

He sniffled and wiped his tears away.

He got up and wore his sweatpants and sweatshirts. He looked at the time, 1:23 am.

He sighed as he walked to the café across the street.

He entered in and was satisfied to see the same green-eyed boy.

He gave him comfort. A stranger gave him comfort....