climb,
climb,
climb, she went.
she didn't stop when her hands began to bleed from scratching on some sharp metal bits sticking out.
she didn't stop when it began to drizzle.
she didn't stop moving.
she only did when she stood at the top of the tower and saw his silhouette standing by the railing.
but he was on the wrong side of it.
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one missed call
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