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ROSES ARE RED
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Ongoing, First published Sep 29, 2023
"hello?"
a phone call, same phone, same place.
but, different timelines.

falling in love with a person who lives exactly at the same place as you are now but 40 years apart? how worse could it be?.
"love is all drama and ego, not for me", Kane passes the cigars, as jannet puffs and exhales the smoke. "bet?" jannet smirks.
phone chirps! Kane runs to the phone almost tripping on the floor. while jannet gives him a disgusted look with pure disbelief, because he doesn't admit he's so in love, that he hits his knee cap to the floor just to take a call. 
"hey rose? got plans?", Kane mutters with a sly smile plastered on his face.

Dramatic thuds.
rosie screams and whimpers to the other end of call.

call ended, ring buzzes.


(Ib movie : the call)
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