Counting the seats as the bus fills up, with the last free ones right next to you, is the same wait as checking the bracket to see who you drew. My bet is she takes some other seat and the next chapter opens in the aisle.
Judgement by Fire
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Counting the seats as the bus fills up, with the last free ones right next to you, is the same wait as checking the bracket to see who you drew. My bet is she takes some other seat and the next chapter opens in the aisle.
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“… Your smile intrigues me. Marked by that faint blush, which I think is growing deeper at this very moment…”: The gate swung open. It’s her!
Darling, my anxiety melted away when she walked through the gate — how lovely! — carrying her belongings. Her lateness was down to sleep — still evident in her sleepy eyes — which made her wake up a few minutes later, even with the alarm going off. She said, as she hurried past; without noticing my presence as she walked past me.
I’d managed, a moment before — long before —, to lock eyes with the ‘inquisitor’ (hmm… that’ll do). She was sporting a triumphant smile — proud of her betrayal… I mean… ‘her revenge’ —, mocking my wavering expression as I watched ‘Robotic’ the teacher announce that she would be one of those selected to accompany us during our ‘field trip’.
‘September’ hurried down the stairs. I was already getting on, which was probably the moment she noticed me. So, as I sat down in the front seats on the second floor, I waited. 12, 19, 28, 38, with just a couple of seats left… next to me… NO!
Dear Fate: if yesterday, for me, you didn’t exist, today I want you to exist, because… I need your… kindness.
Dear Luck: don’t abandon me, because… fate… is cruel.
Damn this passion I just can’t let go of!
“Love rained down on people who preferred rooftops” — Estranheirismo
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Counting the seats as the bus fills up, with the last free ones right next to you, is the same wait as checking the bracket to see who you drew. My bet is she takes some other seat and the next chapter opens in the aisle.
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“… Your smile intrigues me. Marked by that faint blush, which I think is growing deeper at this very moment…”: The gate swung open. It’s her!