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Submitted to Contest #77
“I can still smell her scent,” John said to his coworker, Nina, who sat patiently by his side, gently rubbing and patting his back. Red firing sunbeams entered the room and illuminated its greyness but didn’t manage to reflect any color, only swallowed in its shades.John sulked in his chair, with his palm covering half of his aloof expression.Sunk in his chair, shoulders crouch inwards, head weighing down to his chest and eyes drop down to his chin, completely unaware of the office phone ringing beside him, rather, he wasn’t going to pick it...
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