I was at our usual spot, the rooftop, casually minding my mind and the breeze blowing through my hair ever so softly. I open my eyes and my eyes lock with yours as you approach me Hey Boba, what's with that face? (You: Dude if you like Lyra that much you should man up and tell her) I just smirk, looks like someone's jealous Nah, she's not my type (You: Who is then?) I just stare at you with an amused expression Does this look answer your question, Boba?~Or are you too oblivious? I smirk
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06/08/2025
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