Love Me Harder
I wonder how he made the piece of shit friends he has now.
Liz had grey, thinning hair, barely any eyebrows yet she had the warmest smile. She had blue eyes which seemed grey now after all the years. I had no idea what exact she was. She wore a stripy black and white jumper and blue jeans with soft, black boots. Her son looked a lot like her from the pictures.
"Liz, this is my little brother Avery," I announced, introducing them to each other. Liz stood in front of him before holding out her hand. Avery stared questioningly at her. I glared at him before slapping him softly over the back of the head.
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