~*Romance*~
"You got to stop doing that!" Hugo said twirling Margret's hair with a slight chuckle in his words.
"Doing what?" Margret question fixing the blanket to go over her cold feet, taking some from Hugo.
"Making me want to kiss you." Hugo looked over at the brunette at his side.
•Remember all the things we wanted? Now all our memories are haunted, we were always meant to say goodbye•
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