I watched her from afar, already in love. She trekked the rock, her hair like ebony, black eyes glimmering. She didn’t spare me a glance, but I couldn’t look away. She was an ice queen.
And I was a slacker. No job, no sugar.
What was I thinking?
Wretched pheromones.
Then it happened. The kid decided to water the plants. Huge water drops fell on the rock and washed her off -
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