❝ we've been living on a ━━━━━━━━
𝗳𝗮𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲. and for 𝗮𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲, you were 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲.❞
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THE SUMMER I TURNED PRETTY
CONRAD FISHER 𝘅 FEM!OC
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❪ # SIX❫ ⋆⑅˚₊
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CONRAD WAS bored as Tabitha had left with Belly for the tea. He had just gotten back from surfing and tried sneaking away from him mom, but she noticed him anyway.
"Honey!" Susannah called. "Hey, hon?"
Conrad sighed as he had almost made it up the steps. "Yeah?"
"Would you change and meet me out back? I want to paint your portrait first." She asked her eldest son while her eyes went back down to reading Laurel's book.
"Why me?"
"'Cause everyone else had things to do." She sassed.
Conrad rolled his eyes and began waking towards his mother, "I have things to do, too, Mom."
"I think you can spare a few hours for your mother, hmm?"
He was tempted to roll his eyes once again and he just deeply sighed. "Sure."
"Great. I'll see you outside in ten?"
Conrad nodded and gave a a quick smile. "See you there."
