he leaned deep in the chair, rubbing over a small scar on his hand.
friend: do you remember that cat of my neighbours? the one who always wants your attention?
he let out a deep breath and blinked a few times, as if that would rid him of his tiredness.
friend: he sometimes sleeps on my couch now. when i have the backdoor open and he slips inside.
the friend rushed his tongue over his teeth and stared at the wall, his eyes unable to focus on anything in particular.
friend: and guess what? i think he is still waiting for your attention.
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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄
Short Storyan almost decade old story. * "one tragedy changed their lives." a story with dialogues and minimal description, in which a boy ends up in the hospital after a car accident and his friend slowly collapsing under the weight of his tortured mind. but...
