| My latest fiction. I'm rather fond of it. |


Love to Death"You shouldn't be here," she told him. "Not here with me." Her hand reached down to caress his cheek. The young man looked up at her with large, wet eyes.Love to Death
"Quit this," he begged. "It's not funny anymore."
"Funny?" she laughed back. Her hand snapped back, and she paced back and forth through the room. He watched her nervously as her heels clicked against the ground. She always did like to look nice for him. "I depend on you," she began, her voice seeming to calm down a little. "I love you. More than I should. It's forbidden, though, you know? We're not allowed to. It just can't happen. But what do I do? I
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I'm good! You?
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What color?
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