Essence
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- I remember all those times we sat here eating cake and talking about your to die for classmate Mark. Mark and his cologne, Mark and his crew cut, Mark and his burnt-out cigarette butt...Boy, am I glad those days are over.
- Whatever he touches, he leaves an essence. We become one.. It's like we've shared something bond.
- Is it really true that you took puffs from his cigarette butt?
- At least you don't have to do that anymore.
- My ears went red and I nodded.
- Patrick gave me a pitying look. I smiled and smashed the blueberries on my plate.
- It's you again.
- As we waited for our change, Mark stood up to leave and finally noticed us. He smiles and went out.
- Having thirty minutes to waste before my next class. I decided to go to the Faculty Center washroom and tidy up.
- As, I expected the washroom was deserted. I stood in front of the mirror and took out tissue from my bag. As I dabbed moistened tissue on my face, the washroom door opened and a woody cologne scennt wafted in. It was Mark, he went straight to the urinasis. He washed his hand and I offered him a tissue. He declined and left.
- When the door closed, I hurried to the urinal. I looked down and watched my pale yellow fluid join his. As I watched the fluids mix their colors getting more and more difficult to distinguish until finally no difference could be seen.
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