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Fresh Red Roses

"Are you some spy or something?" I asked him a little aggressively. He opened his mouth and was about to say something but I intervened.

"No, that's ridiculous. We're not even suitable to be an asset to this country. What the hell am I thinking?” I talked to myself. I grabbed a handful of my hair before I face him again.

"I'm so sure it was you. You had a slip of the tongue already."

He looked down on me. I have an average height but his height is still intimidating compared to mine.

”Alright. There's no point in lying. Yes, I am the one who knocked on your door each of your birthdays which you only got to notice on your thirteenth birthday. Am I right?”

I blinked thinking about it. I'm not sure but, yeah, I didn't notice it until I was removed from innocence.

”But how in the hell were you that consistent for straight seventeen years? How old are you huh?”

I asked more because what surprised me was that he looked so young. I think around twenty-four? I don't know.

"That's not importan
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