#Chapter7
---The Smurf who stole some teeth again-01
/"If I buy you a flower, would you go on a date with me?/"
The man gripped the hem of his shirt for dare life as his hands shook. Never in his life had he met such a woman. He watched her bent over to look closer at the flowers in the shop, a few strands of hair falling from behind her ear and caressing her face.
/"Which one do you like? I will buy you all of them if you want./" Nyx smiled at James.
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/"Nyx, where the fuck are you because aunt Greta is already here and has brought that little Satan she calls her kid; uncle Greg is already drunk, and mom is angry with dad for burning down the counter, and she’s taking it out on me./" Owen's voice sounded pretty desperate through the phone after the third call. He sounded so anxious, Nyx started to feel a ping of pity for him in her heart. /"Please, don’t leave me here alone./"
