The Bench
Description
Our love start by sitting on a bench ♦ ♦ ♦
bench.
Foreword
"Be Mine."
"Can I have your ice-cream?"
"My name is Lay and I allow you to sleep on my shoulder."
"Kiss me if I'm wrong, but dinosaurs still exist, right?"
"Let me be honour to be the only one who love you."
"Can I be like your eyeliner?"
|| author's notes ||
Hello. So this is my first story ever. Comment if you like it..
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