Story Starters

What is love // Dialogue Prompt

  My brother wiped his eyes hastily before mumbling something under his breath.

  "Sorry, what was that?" I asked gently, stroking his head. He looked up at me with those crestfallen eyes that held more water than any raincloud.

  "Why does the price of love have to be so high?" he whispered back, forcefully rubbing his eyes with his broken heart he always worse on his sleeve. I sighed, hugging him.

  "Real love," I whispered into his hair, "doesn't cost a damn penny." 

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As always, genders may be reversed.

Cinder ♡