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Ice Broke

  • Samton Gina
  • May 16, 2017
  • 1 min read

We bumped into each other once again; we had been talking for quite some time. The ice had been broken but the water was still a bit cold, the conversation was cut short due to not knowing what else to say, knowing that talking about the general stuff such as the weather or crime might turn her off I said my goodbyes. She had been asking about me, from my friends, said something about missing my attention but nothing out of the peculiar really.

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