I looked around it was bright and blurry but I knew that I was with Spike~kun so I was alright, my branch held tight into Spike~kun's branch. "It will be alright Cacti~chan" he said in his deep handsome voice.
"Mommy, look at the tiny branchy thingy and the tiny thingy" whined a voice that seemed to belong to a small child. "Do you want to buy a succulent for your birthday?" asked a voice that must have been the girls mother.
"Not just one, two"
"OK,OK I'll get you them,which one's would you like?
" those two!"
YOU ARE READING
a tragic tale of prickly love
RomanceCacti love is a sad, sorrowful thing. One that will build you up just to tear you down. If you dare to try and endure the pain then it is your choice to live through hell.
