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LAST MAN STANDING
While everyone else explored their chatty nature, clinging to their partners, Joy was deep in thought as she stared at the sea from her seat at the beach. The sea breeze was soothing she wished she wouldn't have to leave.
“Do you come here often?" her thoughts were interrupted.
She looked up at him and remained quiet.
“I'm Mark and I like you, I mean I love you. Let me have your number.” He spoke again.
Joy felt like diving into the sea and cooling off as she was already boiling with anger but she controlled herself. She was here to have a quiet chat with nature and here was a Mark trying to put his mark on her.
"Hello?" Mark persisted.
Joy simply let her mind...