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There's Always A Reason. [Markipler Love Story]

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Leituras 13,343
Votos 249
Capítulos 87
Tempo 5h 17m

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~Mark~
I was walking chica when she took off down the street. "Chica!" I ran after her coming close to catching her leash several times. I went to step on her leash when I got close to here again but failed and ended up falling over. "Fuck." I stood up, and started running after her again. 
Once I got around the corner I saw her sitting with a young girl petting her. The girl was laughing and talking to her like a baby. 
The girl had light brown hair and I can't see her eyes because she was looking down at chica. She looked up at me and then stood up grabbing chicas leash in her hands. 
"I'm guessing that this beautiful dog is yours?" She asked. She has brown eyes with hints of gold in them. And they sparkled when she smiled. I saw that there was a empty styrofoam coffee cup on the ground in a puddle of coffee. 
"Yeah. I don't know what got into her. She's never like this." I said. "Bad girl." I looked and directed the last part at chica.
"It's fine." She said handing me the leash. "I'm Mia."
"Mark." I said, "it's nice to meet you." I stook my hand out and she shock my hand. "Again, I'm sorry for her."
"Oh It's fine. Maybe it wasn't such a bad thing that she did run away. " She said and smiled. Her smile made me want to smile, and I did. I looked over at the empty coffee cup. She noticed and looked over at it. "Oh well, guess I don't get coffee before work." She picked it up and tossed it in the trash can close by. She then bent down and petted chica before standing up again. 
"Well maybe I can buy you a replacement coffee one day." I said.
"I'd like that." She said. She then started rummaging through her bag and pulled out a small piece of paper and a pen. She wrote something down. "Here." She handed me the paper. "Text me sometime. Well I have to go before I'm late."
"All right. I'll text you." I said. She smiled and petted chica one last time and walked away. 
Once she was around the corner I looked down at Chica and patted her head. "Good girl, chica."Todos os Direitos Reservados

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