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After my father went missing, I ran. Now I live in the shadows, trying to find clues to Dad's disappearance. Is that... lemons I smell?
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"Yes I assumed. So love this is hard to tell you but-" I don't hear the rest of his words because I get hit with an overwhelming smell that takes my breath away. It almost reminds me of lemon, but as how lemon is a simplistic smell this was anything but. It was like it was the most yellow, juiciest ripest lemon ever created. And now I've come to the realization that I am fantasizing more about a lemon then to what the scent belongs to. I hear heavy determined footsteps make their way to me and smell the scent that overpowers all others take a long deep breath. He then spoke a word. A word that I was not expecting to hear. One 4 letter word that would leave me in a complete and utter state of confusion. "Fuck." *Disclaimer; I do not own any media I use.*

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