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Nyon was a quiet man. Usually he never spoke to anyone. Usually you would hear him peep a few times only because Luther was speaking to him. But never speaking to others. But..Your quite different. He just couldn’t NOT like you. You were amazing to him. You two are like two peas and a pod. You lucky duck.

Different.

Today was one of those days where everyone else in the house hold was doing their own thing while both you and Nyon were sitting together talking or just enjoying each other’s presence. You guys were laying down on the ground at the living room while Nyon had a blunt, his eyes slightly squinted..His glossy red eyes staring at the ceiling. While you on the other hand was just closing your eyes..Listening to the small and quiet sounds. Laying next to him. He continues staring and then mumbled something under his breath..

“ дерьмо.. “ He speaks subconsciously. You had no idea why he said this. You open your eyes in confusion. He didn’t know why he spoke, nor he even knew because he was too high to notice.