“Ah...what should I even do with all this?” you mumble to yourself, glancing down at the plastic bag filled with handmade trinkets from Ina’s booth. You make your way back to the spot waiting for Ina to finish her shift- to watch the movie with you. That’s when you see him. The same guy—the one who always watches Ina from a distance—is sitting there. In his hands is a small crochet shark keychain as he studies it with a small smile in his lips, like it holds a secret only he understands.
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