The late night bus fondere, c'era un odore of sweat and bleach. Skipper could hear Marlene falling asleep, every breath she took was più slow and più deep then the ones before. They were sitting on the back seat, he was da the window and she was successivo to him. The night lights were glowing brightly, the odd car came da every now and again. Marlene's eyelids dropped and she slowly tilted and landed on Skipper's shoulder, Skipper looked at her. She was asleep, she probably didn't even know she was lying on his shoulder. Her head started falling off of his shoulder, he gently took her head, he slouched low on the...
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