✰ 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 ✰
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date • july 25th
time • 3:10 am
place • the play house - second floor
tw// sort of smut warning
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"ricky? where is my phone?" moon says as she runs after ricky throughout the house.
she decided to check his room since that was probably the most obvious place to go.
she finds him in his room on the floor with tears steaming down his face.
"get out." he says wiping his tears.
"what happened?" moon asks as she closes the door and sits down next to him.
"i said get out." he says more sternly.
"first, you have my phone. second, i'm not leaving until to tell me. ricky, what's wrong?"
"it's my mom. she texted me for the first time in years. i guess i just got in my feelings."
YOU ARE READING
𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴
General Fiction𝘐𝘕 𝘞𝘏𝘐𝘊𝘏 𝘖𝘓𝘐𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘙𝘐𝘌𝘔𝘚 𝘔𝘈𝘒𝘌𝘚 𝘈 𝘏𝘖𝘜𝘚𝘌 𝘍𝘖𝘙 𝘕𝘌𝘞 𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘐𝘚𝘛𝘚/𝘊𝘖𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘕𝘛 𝘔𝘈𝘒𝘌𝘙𝘚 TW// mentions of drugs, alcohol, sex, and death :0
