Thursday, June 13

Rough puff pastry.


"Here, come, let me help you."
"I don't think you can save it, bro."
"Nah. It's alright, mate. We'll try save your kitty cat."
"WHAT IS WITH THE FIREMAN TALK?"


I think i can drown in Fady's eyes. A pool of kindness and sometimes, reassurance.
Sometimes, i wonder how lucky i am to have met them.
Then I think, life's not fair; this is a trap.


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