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The passing beaches made my mouth slightly askew at it beauty,
"Is it alright if I head up to the beach tomorrow? Get a nice day out?" Triston barely paid me any attention,
"Sure. Sure." He waved me off, as I faced him. Triston was a good looking man, his blonde hair combed back in a way that complemented his facial structure. He was focused on his work, his sapphire eyes scanning lines of an email that was probably important.
I remember when I had important tasks- things that needed my attention that I would ignore him for. Now, I had none of that- just my silly garden-
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