They met after months.
Met that day the hopes.

She told stories of her days, her friends,her sorrows and her joys.
He listened for hours.
All of a sudden he pounces (cut the crap damn it!) And took hold of her tongue.(Now she won't litter around).
Gasping heavily, she didn't want him to be a listener, and he didn't want her to be sweet.
She wanted him to be a hunter, and he wanted her to be a prey.
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