She
a tale of university friendship that made loops around the world, came back home and fizzled into dark silence
We met at University freshers week and somehow immediately hit it off. She was shorter than I am, with big eyes, infectious smile, unruly hair that she either let loose, like a bay of hay ruffled by wind in the field, or gripped tightly into a bun with a scrunchy. She could talk herself out of any kind of trouble, was charming and vivacious, yet she wan…
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