He sat there. Re adjusting his tie, that could’ve been blue at some point. The little fold out chair held his weight, and all of his worries. It was plastic, and squeaked.
Its left back leg was slightly crooked, matching his slightly crooked smile.
He sat there. Re adjusting his tie, that could’ve been blue at some point. The little fold out chair held his weight, and all of his worries. It was plastic, and squeaked.
Its left back leg was slightly crooked, matching his slightly crooked smile.
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