Kayte beat the high score, and handed the fake pistol to Kella. "Hi.
I'm Kayte. Who're you?"
No matter where she went, she was nice to whoever she met. Unless they acted like Amani; she'd had a few bad run-ins with girls like her, and she wouldn't ever forgive that.
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...
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