Always

mp, in sync with the beating of my heart. The sunrays is peeking through between the trees, another early birds are busy with their pick

d head back towards my car. Fumbling with my earphone, I don't see where I'm going and crash wi

to heaven whoever near can't hear it. Assuming from the pain on my right

sorry. Y

process those words before it registe

r pair of blue eyes dancing

top be an amu

ing again. Dang

, clearing my throat. "Good God, I mean. You're good.

huck

I'm not fine. I a

an help me back up on my feet, his triumphant smirk never wavering. I

get past my lips, Nate

g to brush it off. "I have

r me to lead the way. "I'

etting to my car a challenge. Unlocking i

's some kit

. "Perks of being a paraniod doctor's

eally mis

don't know, because he just open the box and try

from the

on my right palm. And I'm busy trying to calm my erratic

have to stop meeting like this."

t to get lost in those eyes. "And I

rough his throat. "Nah,

specially a man they found attractive, and my scrunc

s smug smirk dead center in his

o-

ank

laugh. A stretch of silence ens

out bre

question and the sensation it brings. My chest feels tight,

en they say they get butt

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erent one at that. Two cups of steaming coffee on

chase his dream of becoming the next big name in music industry. In the first f

rted to hunt stages. Cafes, bars, even done street performances. "I'll never lose my

right day h

r his sake, I really, real

?" he asks. "Are yo

they call those peo

still here, and I can't imagine leaving them and this

mile. "Nah, good for you.

hat's a g

eally

h my family, you know

see tha

out your

fully. "It's a story fo

n his lips. And the possibility of a next time

phone on the table. "You can give me your numbe

, wicked, w

rous, dangerous

losing

hoice than

ka

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