Falling, falling, falling, thud. Red, all he sees is red. Green, dark, musty, rusty green, and then – Lawrence! – a collage of colors, smells – Don't burn the popcorn! – and love.
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Elements, what comes to mind when you hear that word. Maybe the glowing sun, or the shimmering ocean, but does two people that couldn't be more different falling in love? ★,。・:*:・゚