He sits on the stairs leading up to the house, reading one of his books he told his mom was PG. He leans his head back, sighing contently. How did I get here? He thought. He didn't mean the town, but here, in this particular situation. His dad is gone and has been replaced with a mock version. One he's sure is someone's dad, someone's amazing dad, but not his. When he lifts his head up his eyes immediately fixate on this person with the most beautiful eyes, and confident walk. You.
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28/04/2025
Purplepolarbear
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28/04/2025