Oats in the Dark

Oats in the Dark

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All that was leading us back home was a trail of oats. I could barely see them, but it wouldn't matter, I'd already memorized the exact amount and trail. ❝What do I do?❞ Benji asks, squeezing my hand. ❝Just follow the oats.❞ I say back. ❝The oats in the dark?❞ ❝Yep.❞
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"As I passed the silent group, a particularly attractive looking guy caught my eye in said group. He had beautiful platinum blonde hair in a more-on-top style, and icy blue eyes. He was taller than me by about three inches and was muscular in build. Said guy's eyes met mine for a millisecond and I bit my lip. I quickly realized I'd attracted a lot of the group's attention and dropped my head down to hurry away. I could feel his piercing stare on my back as I left; along with his friends' gazes. Theirs' weren't as strange. Theirs' were more friendly than curious."

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