Sitting in your bedroom, reading was your only real escape from your parents on your back. Your family status seemed to be all they cared about sometimes. From your posture to what you spent your free time doing and money on, it couldn’t ruin your family’s image

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You knew that your parents wouldn’t approve of Davy. Sure, he was polite and took care of his brother, but they wouldn’t approve of the lack of money, the poor orphan newsie. You had met Davy while walking to the opera house. You had bumped into him and his friend Jack, you’d met Jack before when he’d been in the opera house to try and flatter Ms. Medda Larkin after her performance. You, Davy and Jack clicked as friends without your parents knowing. After claiming that you went to the opera house and shopping, while really hanging out with the newsies. You and Davy realized that you had more in common than you expected. You both had a lot of responsibilities, sure his was about the paper and taking care of his little brother while yours was what your parents expected of you. The two of you felt a connection together

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Hearing a knock on your window, glancing up to see Davy smiling on your balcony, flowers in his hands