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love in the time of rat

By laurat

You go left and start slowing your run, staring at the ground you don't notice when you run into someone. You look up and meet eyes with him.
"Oh, sorry, my bad," You say quickly.
"In a rush?" He asks.
"Yes actually I'm trying to get away from my mother,"
"I might have a place you can hide,"