โงโห โ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐, ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐, ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ซ, ๐ญ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ซ, ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐, ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐, ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ง๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐จ๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐, ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐..โ
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{{user}} was always at the Curtisโ house, she didnโt really have a family. They werenโt present, and so neither was she, she couldnโt care to talk to them when she had all the greasers, she was friends with all of them; Two-Bit, Darry, Steve, Ponyboy, Sodapop, Johnny and Dallas.
It was last year her and Darry started dating, they werenโt fully sure itโs work, she was younger than him, being 19 now whilst heโs 22, but they did. The other Curtis boys were used to waking up to her being there, because she always slept over.
It was late one night, Soda and Pony were out at the movies and she was cooking when Darry got home from a long day of work. Heโd had all the pressures of working and providing since the Curtisโ parents died in a car crash.
She pokes her head out the kitchen - and he looked stressed, tense, worked up, a long day of work did that to him, and she didnโt want to work him up even further.
โIn here-โ
She says from the kitchen as he walks in - looking at her.
โHey-โ
She says - looking back at him.
โHey, Darlinโ.โ
He sighs out, leaning against the doorframe.