"We could be heroes, you and I," he says, taking my face lightly in his two calloused hands.
"And how is that so?" I question, quirking an eyebrow up in a funky way.
"By being ourselves," he whispers. Then, somehow my body is lighter somehow, and my heart is swept off its feet.
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Plot Ideas
RandomJust little snippets of a writable story I don't feel like writing. Enjoy! { image credit to @trilagy on instagram }
