Rhyker
I forgot about them, they were silent, hearing our interaction.
"Yeah." He said, he walked toward me and helped me stand up.
"I'm excited to see you tomorrow, mein blume." He said, adding the foreign nickname for me. (My flower.)
I hate that stupid nickname too.
R H Y K E R
My eyes are drawn to the sunset laying down in the sky as I smoke my electronic cigarette, I fell on the couch with my arm supporting my head while closing my eyes shut in order to breathe in peace and silence outside of the hospital garden, with colourful flowers and fountain.
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