4.4 | FAST-PACED DREAMS
(4.4) j u d i t h "HOW LONG IS IT UNTIL THIS ENDS?" Simon inches closer to my ear to speak to me, doing a small tip-toe to reach my ear. There's too many people around us talking, dancing, and the musical beat that surrounds us is shutting out the sound of most things. "Why, do you want to leave?" I answer, realising Simon seems a bit uneasy. "Um, it's not that...we don't have to-" he fidgets with his words as he faces down to the plastic cup in his hand. "We can go if you don't feel okay, Simon. There's nothing wrong with that." He's still not looking at me, I don't want him to feel uncomfortable. "Why don't we just go hang out at your house, Simon? Maybe you could teach me how to draw a flower
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