The Pensive Gentleman
After a few calming breaths, I decide to take a stroll through the huge garden, rubbing my palms against my shoulders as a chilly wind blows past.
And as I walk, I focus on the sky, at the twinkling stars, at how beautiful and untouchable they are.
I want to be like that too. Untouchable.
Further into the garden, I’m confident I’m alone here, so imagine my shock when I hear a deep, chilling masculine voice behind one of the tall shrubs yelling:
“You fucked up, so you better find that bastard or else I’m going to skin you alive!”
Curious, I walk slowly toward the voice to take a peep.
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