𝓢𝓪𝔂 𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮, 𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮. 🌼
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"So who is the strange one?" I grinned.
"I don't know," he said, and then shrugged.
"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈'𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧."
"That sounds sad."
𝘏𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥. "𝘖𝘩, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩."
- Alice Oseman, Radio silence
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