He waited in puzzlement all day…until she came to the cell again, like clockwork.
He leaning his forearms on the bars. She stopped a foot away, and he stared intently at her.
"What?" She asked.
"What did you mean?"
"I…don't know what you're talking about."
"Yes you do."
She bit her lip. "I…your journal…well, it…" Piper ran a hand through her hair, frustrated. "I…have had the same thoughts. The exact same thoughts."
"So?"
" So it means I could turn out like you!"
"No."
"Huh?"
"You couldn't."
"Why?"
He laughed. "You don't have the stones to do what I did."
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Author's Note: Total word count: 100
Ok...so, I updated again. Who knows, I may be inspired again before I drop off the radar!
