Epilogue

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[Third-person POV]

5:40 pm

12 years old Henry comes to the roof with a broom in his hand and headphone in ears. He likes this new song he's listening to. So loud and exotic.
He still can't believe, the lady of this house offered him 5 bucks for cleaning this roof.
Henry looks around. It doesn't look half bad, well except for the used tissues and ripped tiny silver packets of.. gums perhaps.. There's nothing much to sweep. Besides, Henry needs the money for his new games CD.
Right now there's no one in this house, expect for three elderly people and a sick little girl. Everyone else has gone to the beach after lunch. There's no one to call or disturb him while he works. So the boy turns the volume up and starts sweeping from one corner.

~*15 minutes later*~

Henry pauses for a bit. His work is almost over. He sits on the bench at the corner. Gotta change the song. He searches for something more on beat. Here it is. He finds the kind of song he wants to listen on his ipod.
Henry takes off his headphone. Did he hear some sort of noise? He waits for a few moments. Nah, just his imagination. The boy puts on his headphone and plays the song before going back to his work.

Inside the broken bathroom, Nathan from the neighborhood gets tired, and goes back to sleep after continuously shouting for 3 hours.

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~the end~

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Author's note:
This is my second ever finsished story. Just a silly little comedy, for fun. I am not good at writing romantic stories, but I tried. Please comment if you like it. It means a lot to me. Btw, I love Adym and Langie so so so much. 💕

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 15, 2020 ⏰

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