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An hour passed and he finally began to understand his work, with the help of her.
"Do you have this app?" He asked, showing her the app on his phone. "Yes, I do" she replied.
"Would you mind giving me your username so that if I need it, I can ask you for help?" She nodded and wrote her username on a sheet of paper.
After folding it many times, she handed the paper to him.
I guess that hiding her butterflies was the task she could never get through.
Never once did it cross her mind that on that sheet of paper was a username that belonged to a load of messages.
Messages which were always left on seen by the boy that needed help with advanced composing.
Messages read by him,
Lucas.
