Fairytale.

I raise up my eyes. He smiles at me, hugging me again. I lean my head against his chest. I close my eyes, hearing his heartbeat. He caresses my hair and kisses my forehead. I blushed in his arms.

I wonder if it also feels nice to have you braiding my hair too.

(:

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Someone mistaken my birthday is on June the third.

Sad.

I'll remember yours as February the fifteenth then.

Yes, I'm pretty much sulking.

HAHA.

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I love making people realize things.

I'm happy when I can make my friends happy.

Oh, the satisfaction.