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I glance at my phone. Yenz and I haven't hung out in a week. Not since I told him cats take about global domination just as much as food. He probably thinks I am weird. My stomach grumbles, but I ignore it. The smell of the city puts off my appetite, or that is what I tell myself. Instead, I put away my laptop and fill the bird feeder. |
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He tapped his fingers on the table and checked his phone again. It'd been a week since they last talked, when she said something about cats and world domination and food. He had laughed, and now he wished he could see her again. Stupid feelings. |
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I stare at my phone again. I don't want to start a conversation. I hate starting conversations. But I want to see him again. I like his company. Nothing more. I dump the empty bag in the trash and pocket my phone. And my right hearing aid. I should go on a walk. 'Fresh' air and what not. |
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Fall Month: 1 
Night 
Clear Moon: 
