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I like your flowers

Joe decided that dating was something that he wanted to do. She was in the line at the coffee shop. Her black dress was form-fitting. He flowers in her hands looked fresh. He wanted to sort of toss himself in there, you know? Just sort of do it and try and get into the dating world again.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hello,” she said, barely looking.

“I like your flowers,” he said.

“Thanks,” she said. “They are for my dad’s funeral.”

He bought an Xbox that afternoon. It was just easier. They were on sale, too. It took less effort.

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Title by: ks
Story by: Jarvis

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