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Huaisang paced around his room, debating whether or not to be the first to message the man who he shared stories and tears with on that casino rooftop a few weeks ago, or wait for him to make contact first.
Wen Chao had pretty much forgotten about the night at the casino due to him drinking before he went there. He had just made it home from work and was scrolling through his contacts to delete some old ones when he came across one that read 'Huaisang'. He clicked on the contact wondering who exactly Huaisang was before remembering after a few moments.
Huaisang let out a huff and flopped on his bed causing his bangs to flutter slightly. He grabbed his phone and stared at the contact name for a few seconds before beginning to type.
As soon as Wen Chao realised who it was he quickly tapped on the contact and typed.
A flash of three dots popped up on the chat signifying the other participant was typing before a message came through. Huaisang sat up quickly and blood rushed to his head, a few seconds of dizziness hit him before his eyes cleared and he stared at the text. Forgetting what he was originally going to type he sent a reply.
Wen Chao felt a bit anxious after sending the message but before he knew it Huaisang had already responded. He stared at the message before coming to a realization and replied.
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ספרות חובבים"This is life, not heaven. You don't have to be perfect." 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。 Two weeks. It's been two weeks since that fateful night on that casino rooftop. Even though they had a way to contact each other, neither did. Too scared that their secrets wou...