The Forest

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I met her in the forest. It was dark without the moonlight and I was trying to find my way home after way too many drinks at this douche bag's party... What was his name again? Not like it matters, they're all the same...

Go to the abandoned warehouse they said, it'll be fun they said, no harm in coming... They said. They said a lot of things. But nobody ever said that the place would be crawling with creeps and druggies. I should've worn trousers...

I can't actually remember much after leaving the party. Just that her embrace was gentle and her eyes were the most beautiful emerald green.

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