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2024-10-29 19:42:56UNKNOWN P.O.V
"You're such a twat, you know that?" Shayla inquired, laughing quietly at the golden haired sitting opposite her. He shrugged, smirking.
"Come on. Do not tell me that you don't like this view. It is worth the view," He said — gesturing to the open sky above. She took a deep breath, feeling the cool air seeping into her bones. She was also equally terrified, seeing that they were sitting on the roof of the Taylor residence — but for a moment as she took a glance at the boy sitting next to her, who looked absolutely silly and beautiful in a pair of sweatpants and white shirt under the shades of night — she felt like everything would be fine.
And then she felt the emotions arise from the pit of
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