When the girl left the shop that day, the boy slipped a paper into her hand. Ripped off an old receipt, he had scrawled on his phone number.
The girl took the phone number, trying hard not to blush as she said a soft Bye.
See you later.
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RomanceShe is a flower. Fragile, innocent & full of life. He is wilting. Broken, but pretending. The only thing that can save him is love. They meet, and their stories collide. *
