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It's rare to see him frown or cry. To see his brows so close to each other. So when I saw this side of him it was quite scary. He looked into my eyes with such fury. I had thrown away his favorite pair of dancing shoes, on purpose. He stomped my way And I quickly walked away but he followed. My short legs were no match for his long ones.
In a few steps he caught up to me. I was already begging for his forgiveness.
"Why did you do it?" He asked with his eyebrows still furrowed. I looked up at him for a second and quickly directed my eyes to the floor. I was trapped between a wall and his sculpture.
I sigh.
"You, just never stop dancing. I have tried to be selfless these past few months but even I need attention sometimes" I admit and his eyebrows relax. We stay in silence for a small while until he embraced me and pecks my forehead. He too sighs.
"You still have to buy me new ones" he says. "And I'm sorry"
