After their swim, Onyx walked Misty back to her street, she never liked saying goodbye to Onyx - the goodbye’s always seemed so final.
As they arrived, Misty felt tears well up in her eyes, she knew she was being silly, she would see him tomorrow, but she wished days like today could last forever. Misty turned to Onyx and smiled.
“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow” Misty said quaintly. Misty hugged Onyx, a harder task than it sounds, Onyx was a lot taller than her, and bulkier too. Misty let go and Onyx began to walk home. He turned and waved once, then continued walking. And with that,...
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