He probably knew, when he sat on his window cill and dragged on a cigarette. He was being ignored. First he had ignored him but now he was the one being ignored. It was exhausting. First he felt like he was the one in control but he was proven wrong. He didn't have any control at all. That should have made him feel anxious. Should have. Instead, he took another drag.
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Twelve
Short StoryHe probably knew, when they kissed. No. He certainly knew, when they kissed. A short story.
