The absence of light drew us closer as we sat in a blur. I felt like time had slowed down and the night was trying to prove that to me. But it was good, it is not often that way; much to the opposite of the phrase, time flies when you're having a good time.
The relentless crashing of waves against the sealine grew increasingly prominent and before I knew it, I was in a slumber.
I've learnt that you don't have to be blood to be family
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