Happy Helpline

"I'll wait..."

Marcel stood there for what felt like centuries - for his Rose. He simply held on to his sign, he couldn't let her down again. Not again.

He stared at the ground watching as the snow fell and started to build upon itself.

Suddenly a pair of boots blocked his observation.

Before he even looked up the words had already left his mouth.

"You came.." Trying to stop his mouth from chattering.

There she was. Just as he had remembered her. Beautiful, chocolate skin, and little moles on her cheeks.

"Why?" he asked

"I'm a hopeful pessimist." her voice sounded better in person.

"I'm sorry."

"Why?"

"I'm just.. shitty"

"Same."

Smiling to each other Rose said what Marcel had been waiting for "Let's go in. It's freezing out here."

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THE END!

I'm actual trash, sorry it took so long. I had school, track, other excuses..

BUT I will still be editing Happy Helpline