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Seven nods as he carries the bag of groceries for me towards the lift.
"Yea... Seven like the number. And just so you know, Seven is a lucky number."
"I've heard that before..."
His green eyes sparkle. "And what actually made my mom call me Seven is because I was born on the seventh day of the seventh month."
"7th July?"
Seven nods. "Gee! Sorry for being so awkward on the first day... Blame it on being born a writer."
I gasp. "You're a writer?"
He facepalms himself. "I've said too much about myself, don't you think?"
I chuckle at how weird he is. "No. Just three things. You're Seven. Born on the seventh day of the seventh month. And that you're awkward coz you're a writer."
"See... You know a million things about me when I know zero about you!"
I giggle. "Well, coz I'm not as interesting as a man named after an
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