'i think we've talked enough about me,' he said. 'so... your life problems, little miss stranger?'
she laughed — genuinely, this time. 'i wonder if your parents ever told you to never talk to strangers, but i have had more comfort talking with you than my family,'
'you're stalling, but i agree.' he told her. his clothes had dried. the clock tower sounded 12 times as she sighed.
'i guess i'm not really used to opening up. if i did something wrong, people told me about my "fatherless behaviour". i don't get why mum treated me like that, though,' she muttered.
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