That day @diopsidd was working her very last shift in the skate shop. Summer had just started, yet the heat was full-on, unfairly burning the knees and noses of those who’d waited for it with a loving heart. Rose bushes were blooming in all possible colours exuding the perfume that tenderly intoxicated both humans and butterflies.  
Among the latter, the rumour had it that the girl from the skate shop was one of them, just without wings. Butterflies would occasionally fly into the shop to sneakily examine her in an attempt to justify or disprove the myth. Velvety skin, big eyes, gracious moves. And the music playing from the speakers...was like a bittersweet nectar from a flower, which is smiling, gorgeous, and yet a tiny bit sad. She was one of them, she definitely was..

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