- Reads 40
- Votes 0
- Parts 8
- Time 27m
Ongoing, First published Aug 01, 2014
*I don't know what to call this story yet...* I looked up at the person I had just run in to. Why does he look so firmiliar? "Oh! I'm so sorry, love," he said offering me his hand. I realized that i was staring and quickly replied, "It's fine, it was my fault, really. Do I know you?"All Rights Reserved
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