“Thanks for making sure I’m safe, but I can handle myself just fine.” Dragoslava noted. “With that being said, I still appreciate you as a friend.”
“Aww, thanks.” I told her. “I guess some experimented birds of a feather…oh, you know the rest.”
Dragoslava just smiled after I made that little anti-cliche.
We walked along as we decided to find an escape from anyone watching us, but I figured that this reunion would be cut short.
Peace never lasts long with people like us.
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