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He sensed the coldness. Thus, he stepped back. Giving enough space to let the coldness briskly pass. He left his baggage at end of the hall way. It's unnecessary. For tomorrow, he waits. He waits.

A tired nurse was in deep thought. Nursing the idea of quitting and let all her dreams crumble to pieces. Until the pieces becomes something she could not recognize any longer. She thought about starting to another carer again. Going back to being nocturnal. But what about the things she sacrificed for four years? Is this the one they called quarter life crisis? She's tired. Maybe sleeping this off would do. She waits until she felt sleepy. She waits. She waits.

He was invited to an itinerary involving most of his classmates way back high school. He seeks approval to his girl. She said no. She brought up trust issues again even if it was forgiven. An argument jumped out like fireworks. The tone went higher. Until one of them dropped the subject. And then the tone went lower. Whispering the reasons. If only we could buy trust like a piece of diamond. He waits for his cool to go down. He waits. He waits.

She was afraid of reciprocity. Making herself busy almost all the time. She lightly scratched her left cheek. She remembers something. She scratched the idea after she spent the last half hour if she did remembered something. Or was it someone? She obliterated the idea of liking that person. For what its worth, she doesn't care anymore. Yet, she waits. She waits.