𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞

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"w-what are you doing?" You asked while trying to his the rivers that were coming from your eyes. "I've always came up here ever since the orange juice incident," I responded while quickly putting my journal away.

You just nodded and sat next to me, we watched the birds fly together. That felt nice.

"I'm- I'm sorry for the things I said, I really am. I wasn't thinking at the time, I was mad that day for some reason and I didn't control it. I'm sorry..." you trailed off while tears brimmed at the corner of your eyes.

I smiled fondly at you before pulling you into a hug and letting you cry on my shoulder.

You needed it.

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