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Perhaps I should have been scared.
Perhaps I should have been sorrowful.
But I just sat on my bed, running my hands over and over upon my soft, sky blue covers of my bed, staring at nothingness.
"Hey, sweetie," my mother peeked in my room. "Do you want to go get some ice cream?"
I shook my head. "I'm not hungry."
I'm not hungry.
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65 Days Left || P.JM
FanfictionWe were reckless. How did we get from kissing to you pinning me to the wall to us both on the floor in a tangle of limbs? We made an explosion that day, Park Jimin. And now, we are suffering the consequences of it.
