Sapnap had many scars. Some from when he was being careless. Others from when he was a dumb kid. But the ones on his wrists. Those were from himself. He had a good reasons for them though. They were for him. Maybe that's why Sapnap was on the roof of a building. For him. Maybe that's why he stood at the edge, looking down at all the traffic. For him. Maybe that's why he stepped off. For him. Maybe that's why when he opened his eyes, he saw him.
"Hey Sappy."
"Hey George! I missed you!"
"I missed you too. But your home now."
Home. He was home.
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Short Storydreamnotnap Dreamnap Dnf Georgenap Etc This is my first time writing so, Don't kill me. These are just short story's. Cause I'm not that talented.
