Day 3 of Make-Up MariChat May: Injured
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“Thinking of You”
She hadn’t meant to, really. He had completely surprised her, and she had reacted out of instinct.
He rubbed his nose, hot tears edging his bright green eyes.
“I’m really sorry about that,” she apologized saccharinely, though sincere.
“Guess that’s what I get for trying to be sneaky…” he groans. “Karma. Or my own bad luck.”