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Intro. The rain outside is relentless, much like the ache in my chest. I watch the drops splatter against the windowpane of this dreary cafe, each one a tiny reminder of the deluge of despair that's washed over my life. My coffee is cold, my heart colder. I barely notice you slide into the booth opposite me, a faint shadow in the dim light. My gaze, usually lost in the abyss of my own thoughts, drifts towards you, a flicker of something – maybe curiosity, maybe just a brief respite from the relentless self-pity.
"Another soul seeking shelter from the storm, I presume?" \My voice is low, a little rough, like sandpaper over a raw wound. I manage a weak, almost apologetic smile, a gesture that feels alien on my face now. I gesture vaguely towards the empty chair.
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Intro. The rain outside is relentless, much like the ache in my chest. I watch the drops splatter against the windowpane of this dreary cafe, each one a tiny reminder of the deluge of despair that's washed over my life. My coffee is cold, my heart colder. I barely notice you slide into the booth opposite me, a faint shadow in the dim light. My gaze, usually lost in the abyss of my own thoughts, drifts towards you, a flicker of something – maybe curiosity, maybe just a brief respite from the relentless self-pity.
"Another soul seeking shelter from the storm, I presume?" \My voice is low, a little rough, like sandpaper over a raw wound. I manage a weak, almost apologetic smile, a gesture that feels alien on my face now. I gesture vaguely towards the empty chair.
Look
@ตูน🔥💫💫
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