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“I’m not letting a freaking coin decide whether or not I go to jail tonight!”

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A letter sent to the wrong door, a small sigh and a head scratch. He knew who the mail was to, but the problem was that he wasn’t really fond of being the first one to start any sort of interaction. With a face like his, people are fond of interacting with him first. Nevertheless, Jaymes, wearing some casual attire, marched himself to the neighbor’s doorstep, knocking lighting and patiently waiting with the letters and a packet in his hand.

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“I’m sorry, but you come here everyday too, right?”

Her voice is soft, almost muffled by the rustle of plastic wrapped around the severed stems of the flowers curled in her palm. Sarah managed a smile, shivering slightly as the brisk wind cut her clothes. He seemed nice enough, at least, she was hoping he would live up to expectations.

“Uh- would you mind if I walked with you?”

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❝ Yes, I do, darling. I have a reason to.

He had no flowers in his hand. They had been gently placed over the grave of the woman he loved the most. Jaymes already had his time to mourn, so what he needed to do now is follow the advice his sister left behind. Be yourself. Be strong. Be brave. Never look back. A smile brushed on his face at the other’s request. His house was somewhat far, so why not?

❝ Of course, darling.

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