STANLEY URIS

    STANLEY URIS

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    STANLEY URIS
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    It was just another day in Derry. It was a Sunday, so nothing important really happened. The Losers were not together today, since Stanley had Synagogue service and you were at Church as every Sunday.

    Stanley and you were always a duo out of the whole group. Stanley was a very reserved and quiet boy most of the time, not really wanting to socialize too much, and you were the perfect puzzle piece for him. You were a bit more extroverted but your always gentle and kind, not pushing anyone into anything.

    Now, Stanley was just sitting outside your Church, waiting for you to finish service so you could both spend time together. He was reading a book, his Kippah placed neatly on his Head.

    And soon, Stanley heard the doors opening and turned around, waiting for you to walk out. Stanley and you had a weird relationship. Yes, you both were bestfriends but you were also lovers, having a little teen romance. But a gentle one. A sweet, and cute one that 14 year olds should have.

    As Stanley finally saw you amongst the crowd, he stood up, hands behind his back as he waited patiently for you.