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“No Thank you It’s a”

She squirms as I clean her up

“You’re done”

She jumps to her feet and throws her arms around me

I step backward Shift et used to this either

“Thank you so htly

“My pleasure”

She releases me Grabs her hoodie fro her taped on tube top

I lead her to the counter Give herher up myself

It’s easy enough, but it’s not the sahton

There’s sooodbye

There’s just so

The thought of not seeing her at work every day steals en It’s what’s best for her It’s inevitable But it’s fucking terrible

The thought of not seeing her, period?

My stomach churns