Small Room
I'm still bowing here like an L-shaped log. This girl is really taking her time to decide if she's gonna help me. Maybe she will, maybe she won't but it's worth the shot. “D... do you-” she stammers. “Are y... you telling the truth?” I stand up straight, showing her my face as I answer, “Yes.” She's taking longer starting at my eyes and I feel uncomfortable for some reason. I look to my right and try to remember Eli's eyes—which I love the most. Yup... Eli's eyes are much more beautiful. To the girl, I look again and she breaks her stare, hesitating where to look. Her eyes are all over the place. “Follow me,” she says, turning around. “Thank you, so much!” I say. To give her some space, I just walk behind her. I can tell that she's a shy girl. And I know that for a girl helping a s
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