I'm walking down the street in my green hoodie, the hood pulled over my red hair. It's not raining, for once, so I can actually enjoy the sunlight. My fly traps must love it too. I'm glad it's not winter yet, so I don't have to trudge out in the snow to check on the plants with my mother. I'm twirling a flower my hands. A red rose. The sign of love. I roll my eyes and set the rose into some dirt near the sidewalk. Who could ever find love in Gotham?
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09/08/2025