"Why haven't you left yet?" The short girl shrugged as she stood beside the grey skinned man. Wind blowing her curly dirty blonde hair away from her face. His dark hair only getting messier. "You can leave now, you know that. Yet you're still here. Why?" A sigh escaped her lips as she rubbed her arms trying to get warm. "You make me happy." Her soft voice replied to him. He began to notice how deep and gruff his voice sounded compared to her. "You could have any one you ever wanted, yet I'm the one that makes you happy?" "Yes."All Rights Reserved
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