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mark began typing.

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Mark slammed his fist on his keyboard and sighed loudly.

He felt like screaming in frustration.

Tears gathered in the corner of his eyes.

He just couldn't write anymore.

It's been nearly over a year and he still couldn't for the life of him, finish a chapter for his book.

He felt like shit.

Mark clearly lost motivation and he didn't know what to do anymore.

Should he just give up on writing?

Mark turned off his laptop before grabbing his jacket and keys, heading straight for the front door.

He began running, trying to relieve his stress.

He needed a release from everything.

Without noticing, Mark was running towards a person.

Before he could stop himself, he slammed into them, Mark being on top.

The person under them groaned in pain.

Mark quickly got up.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry!" Mark exclaimed.

He lent out a hand for the the guy to hold.

The guy coldly ignored his hand and got up on his own.

"Rude ass," Mark accidentally said out loud.

"What did you call me?" The guy yelled.

Because of the guy's attitude, Mark couldn't hold back.

"I called you a. Rude. Ass." Mark repeated.

The guy scoffed.

"First you run into me and now you're being rude. What kind of person are you?" He said.

Mark rolled his eyes.

"Listen here doofus. You have no rig-." Mark stopped talking once he got a good look of him.

Hair.

Eyes.

Jawline.

Lips.

"Goddammit," Mark accidentally said out loud once more.

"You really can't control your mouth can't you," the guy said in a mocking tone.

"You're gorgeous," Mark blurted out, proving the guy's point.

As soon as those words left Mark's shameless mouth, he ran all the way back home, already have completed his chapter in his mind.

Mark didn't realize he left a stranger who's face was struck with confusion and awe.

"He called me gorgeous," Jackson said before smiling and walking towards the supermarket, pain completely forgotten.