speak ...
reminds me that I wrote and which was called "Fluorescent Adolescent." But I'm more positive now.
The smell of the sea came cool night breeze swirling who climbed the rocks to where they were two of them. Velvet blue sky and the stars appearing and disappearing between sips of beer. Sand in the toes and the reflection of the moon sailing on the water.
She soon sighed, long and from within, as if he had retained the breath all the time.
"I feel more" she said. He looked
, acomod in the silence that had a little sharing. She lifted the bottle of beer, that could be glimpsed in the dark amber.
"Drinking beer is higher.
He replied with a shrug.
"We have only eighteen.
She swung her bare legs on the edge of the cliff. Under the soles of the feet, the sea was rocking and gentle waves breaking against the rocks.
"Nineteen," she corrected, leaving the beer on the ground but the fingers unscrew the bottle neck. Almost nineteen.
was collected hair behind her ear and saidTMLXC
He leaned to one side. A little slow. Just to rub arm throwing arm and feel chills run down his spine.- Do you think we're growing? He asked. She moved her legs again. The tufts of hair on his shoulders turned.
I do not know. I hope not. Peter Pan made us promise.
waves splashed their feet in the dark. He raised his beer, almost empty.
"In any case ...
When she looked, her eyes sparkled. He raised his bottle tambiény the toast of the two panes rangabsurdly hard on the sound of the sea.
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