I tensed, waiting for the fury - both his and mine - but it was only quiet and calm in the darkness of his room. I could almost taste the sweetness of reunion in the air, a separate fragrance from the perfume of his breath; the emptiness when we were apart left its own bitter aftertaste, something I didn't consciously notice until it was removed.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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830 | 2017-02-07 05:27:40 | 49.53 | 76% |
132 | 2017-01-07 04:34:56 | 58.48 | 92% |