18-Dirt

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I will search the closet, you can search the rest of the room" Tristan says.

"Got it", Sam replies.

Tristan opens the closet full of beautiful dresses.

They smell just like her...

For a second he just stops to breathing...

"Did you find it!?"

Tristan gets surprised by Sam's voice.

"Uh...no I just..."

"What is it?" Sam gets closer to him.

Tristan feels his heart skip a beat.

Was it her smell that he grew so fond of?

Or was it just his imagination?

He looks so much like her...

Almost as if he was her...

Unknowingly his hands reach out to touch his face...

Then rub his lips with his fingertips...

Just like he did to hers that night...

"Mister?" He moves his lips.

But Tristan was too enchanted by them to realise the reality...

"What are you doing!?"

As if in a daze, Tristan moved closer to his luscious red lips...

"Tristan!!!!" He screams his name.

Tristan wakes up from his scream.

"What's wrong with you? Is there something on my lips" Sam asks confused.

"Uh...yeah...I was just removing some dirt..."

"That was weird, you scared me..."


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