The very last time i willingly flirted with the rain was during secondary school. God started a merciless pour when we were heading home from cruel english tuitions. We ran towards the playground and aimed to seek shelter. Not long after, we started dancing in the rain and singing sweet little chirps. Even those ugly wet sticky fringes that were pasted on our very forehead played no hinderance at all to our humber performance.

Of course, such spontaneity is hard to come by anymore.

Goodnight, and sweet dreams.

HELEN. she's a bitch. but a KIND one.


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