Suki and I drift into
the same rooms without
really thinking about it.
I work on my maths homework,
while she brings her weekend project
and we scribble away
on the dining table
together
in the quiet.
Or some days,
I'll wander into her room
with a book in one hand
and a mug of hot chocolate
in the other
and sit on the beanbag
under her window,
while she uses Mother's laptop
to s
c
r
o
l
l
through baking recipes.
The rain taps against the glass
and in the s i l e n c e
we find rest.
a.n. a bit of a break from the heartbreak (haha.)
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Soleil And Moonlight - Book 2 | ✔
Short Story[ It was as if the only goddamned way for Harmony to grow was if Orsai was chained to her bed. ] Orsai is alive. Bedridden, but still breathing. Despite the strange events leading up to the accident, Harmony swea...
