It was so strange.

The two of them, what they had. Whatever it was.

They laughed. They fucked. They slept. Their time spent together was casual and intimate and sweet. When she woke up beside him, he was the morning sunshine.

Yet, somehow, he was also the rain and the clouds and the storm that blackened the day.

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