Without giving me any time to respond, she walked over and wrapped her arms around me. I could hear her sobbing and feel my shirt getting drenched in tears.
Not knowing how to react, I just patted her back.
And I don't know why but somehow, me touching her hair as blue as the sea got me drowning, unable to breathe.
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keeper of lost things
Fanfictionhave you ever wondered where all lost things go? like, a spare button or some dimes and pennies or your eraser or your pen or your hope or your faith . . . or at some times, even yourself. where do they all go?
