You would always been there before me. We would run around the lake, and walked back to the 24-hour coffeshop at the end of the park. One morning it was rainning heavily, I got lazy and turned my alarm off. Later I knew you were waiting at the carpark for hours. Thank God you didn't run under the rain. I would never miss our Sunday run again, unless when either of us was not in town.
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