Arthur Morgan
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The night was getting late and all you could do was look at the empty chair in front of you, and you began to think he wouldn’t show. You slowly sipped your beer, hoping he’d arrive before you finished it
People around you laughed and talked and drank as you sat at a table meant for two
You closed your eyes as you sipped the last of your beer. You stood up to leave, bumping into a large man at the door.
“Sorry I’m late” He said awkwardly, a soft smile. You melted at his rough voice.