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patrick's life was not that hard, not that easy but everything changed when he found a necklace.
since that day, he didn't notice the pit on his way, he keeps on falling as if the space down that pit was infinite. he ho...
We're already at my apartment. Currently cleaning his wound. I'm glad it's not that worst.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to trouble you." I've already finished cleaning him when I suddenly remembered his necklace.
"By the way, here's your necklace."
As soon as I fish it out of my pocket he immediately grabbed it. The wincing shifted into a wide smile.
"Good thing it's safe. Thank you for keeping it, hope to see you around." He said and was about to stand up and leave when I grabbed his wrist again, gently.
"Uh, I just want to thank you for saving me. It means a lot, really. You even took a risk. I'm so sorry you have that," I pointed at the bandaged palm.
He then smiled at me, looking finely at my eyes and then suddenly his uninjured hand flew at the top of my head.
I was stunned, I didn't move or do anything. I just stood there as he talk to me.
"No biggy, be careful next time alright? I might've won't be around if danger comes."
I unconsciously bit my lip, nodding. He then uttered a goodbye first before leaving my apartment.
I gripped my chest as I started feeling strange. Heart thumping all of a sudden, rising of temperature making my face hot, and also the slow stretching of my lips forming a smile.
I was left at my apartment and that's good so no one will see how I look like an idiot, smiling while my hand was on my shirt.
What is this, why am I feeling this.
And I didn't even have a chance to ask his name.
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