Chapter 2.11
The mixture of the white clouds and blue sky will always be my favorite part of being in the air, as most times it’s makes me forget the kind of life I do live. A little smile makes its way to my lips seeing as the cloud forms somewhat of a unicorn in the air, as it does recall me of the story my mother used to tell me about a unicorn who was so brave, it created their freedom for his kind, when they were being hunted. Such bravery that I do need as from this moment. “Hey,” Ny gaze turns away from the window to my right to gaze upon Romeo who stares at me. “Hey,” I respond back with the minimum amount of courtesy back to him. “You should be resting in the room for your wound to heal properly…” “I don’t need you to baby me Romeo,” I cut Romeo off, while I stare at him sternly and he go
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