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ght due to the stalker dropping a little present inside my room, but I was paranoid the hell out of my mind, wonderi
those questions had me wrapped up in my little brain, so much so that I hadn't realised I had reached t
ught me before my but
and resonated in my ears. It sounded so fami
o violet eyes. The man, still dress
lance. "I mean, the guy who tipped with the credit card. Thank you, by the way" I corrected, and a sly smil
le to look past the cap covering his face and I
r ey
d aside for me to walk in. Without uttering another wor
ll of cigarettes and sweat was ever so present and as I walked through the crowded
unter. I greeted her back without a smil
f my head. Every step I took, I felt it. Paranoia shot through
working when Alex approached
her tray on the counter an
y reply came out cold, but that was the least of
m guessing he's the one who tipped massively." Brown ey
the card on this table, murmured a thank you and scurried back to the counter. Again, I am aware of how
p for you if you want to leave." Ale
pty apartment, that was an
passed by between me and Alex, within whic
perverted assholes were found yesterday morn
isation sank in. "The two beard
a lot of money. I guess it was time to
ns roaming the streets. I mean there's still
t of a human taking away the life of another, I had to admit they'd
, who might just be as perv
. I'd almost pleaded with Alex to drive me home, but I
waiting for my Uber when I felt Alex's gentle
off days. I might just
on her face. "Are you sure you're okay, Zinnia? Y
fine." I replied. I must not have sounded convincing because Alex took out a
esn't matter the time. Just call me
et lights providing safety, I began to regret not asking
ibrated in
I just kno
e from my pocket, UNKNOWN written in bold. I
y little flower? Did
ted between replying and after a lo
d and lit
e, my little flower.
ad jerked upwards in hopes to see if anyone was sta
gift waiting for you at home. You can't see
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