seekingforthefind
In which a sweet girl starts inevitably falling for the boy with a lipring, and a secret.
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"Do you live in this place all by yourself?" He asks quietly, cocking his head a little bit, subsequently causing a lock of blond hair to fall across his forehead.
I nod once, eyes locking with his beautiful blue ones, teeth tugging at my lower lip as I continued to stand there, waiting for him to say something more.
"A pretty girl like you shouldn't be here all alone."
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