LXXI
IT’S the solemn silence of the night that makes everything romantic, even a routine done in almost in a daily basis. They had dinner already and the rest of the night are now spent slowly while tucked on the small deck bed, cuddled in each other’s arms to fit in the small space. The light is turned off. The only sound that could be heard is the movie playing on the laptop screen. They’ve been spending their nights like this, the night of a day full of academic stress and worries about almost everything they could worry about. It was much needed. The only rest they could manage in their own troubles and busy lives. It was a big help that their relationship is not suffering from anything to top everything. They’re glad that they have moments like this to spend. And they’re thankful for Car
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