by ~TheStrangerInTheFog on deviantarts
You walked slowly in the gentle breeze, the wind whipping your (h/c) hair around your face as Ты took in your beautiful surroundings. The leaves were turning Золото and gently floated to the ground, like little people dancing gracefully in the cold wind. Ты sighed contentedly; Ты wanted nothing еще than to be doing exactly as Ты were everyday. However, today was an exception; every other день Ты were piled high with work, often times staying up into the wee hours of the morning just to finish your mounds of paperwork.
Lost in thought, Ты almost ran into...
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