I was walking into the hospital when I say a boy. He had curly brown hair and a bag of green beans. We made eye contact. I knew he would speak to me because it is not everyday you see a girl with a pixie cut and oxygen things up your nose at a hospital.
"Hey," he said.
"What's in the bag?" I said.
"Lima beans," he said.
"Can I have one?"
"Sure"
I stuck my hand in the bag and got a handful of Lima beans. He stared at me as I shoved the beans in my mouth.
"Why are you staring at me?" I said.
"Because you are beautiful," he said.
"I have cancer," I said.
"cool"
"Yeah"
"My name is Harry."
"I'm nazel frace"
"Okay?"
"Okay."
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Can Lima beans be our always?
FanfictionI feel in love with her the way Lima beans rule the world; forcefully and all at once.
