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Am I alive?

F r i e nd h av e y o u le f t me be h ind

Ew 

ayy lmao 

         Fire ignites in her chest, the adrenaline is her fuel and her desire is her charcoal. She realises her face is scorched with color as her eyes flicker towards her hand- it fits so perfectly with the other girl's hand. Not all flames die, do they?