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"i will." He said.

Hours felt like minutes, minutes felt like seconds, i was talking to him about life, about death, about him.

Did i really fall for this guy who called  himself kuzo?

There was something about him, i couldn't wrap my finger around. Besides the point he robbed a store because of money problems, he seems like a geniune guy.

He told me all about his artworks, and even showed me a few.
He told me how he wanted to sail the oceans and go around the world.

I stood up to leave, but Kuzo grabbed my wrist. It was different from the first time he grabbed it, it felt more gentle. "Don't go." He whispered.

I felt my face burning up "w-why?" I asked while i looked away, hiding my red face.

"Because i like talking with you, makes me feel less lonely in this small apartement"

And so i sit down and Kuzo told me he would give the money back anonymously, and i agreed.

I truly think Kuzo is a good guy, he just has some real problems.

After a few more hours my eyes started to feel heavy and i fell asleep.