So you can see all that from here and you still want to go out? [He's just teasing of course.
Stars. Texas. Moons. Pink. He grasps on to the little details like sand drifting between his fingers. His hand instinctively recoils from the cold, cold surface before he plants it firmly back down over the glass pane.]
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Stars. Texas. Moons. Pink. He grasps on to the little details like sand drifting between his fingers. His hand instinctively recoils from the cold, cold surface before he plants it firmly back down over the glass pane.]
I've never been to Texas.