geez, rose, even dave can’t throw me like that.
It was a joke, it was a joke, oh thank god, it was a joke.
i hope, well, whoever she is, is able to bring a whole lot of light into your life.
Wait a sec, who is she, anyway? All you know is that Rose has never looked or sounded happier when she talked about her.
i’m sure she has a name to go with all that light.
She does indeed.
You smile wistfully and turn away, absentmindedly folding your cane up and putting it away, just focusing on leaning back and appreciating your thoughts of her.
…You know her, you know.
(Source : orphiste-blog)
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