" Hi, do I know you?" he asked with a thick, commanding and yet calm voice.
Zoey thought she had heard that voice before, breathed in his wooden scent and dressed that black long hair with speckles of silver. ' How's that even possible when it's the first time father has let me out?' she wondered, but he felt all too familiar. Underneath his ocean blue eyes she sensed a thick storm that sent shivers down her spine, a familiar danger.
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" No I don't think so, y'all keep making use of the same old line" she finally forced out a reply after what felt like forever as she hurriedly walked past him.