Hiding away under his comforter all day appealed to Simon after the events of the night, but, nevertheless, he carried on through his day without a wink of sleep. Ever since he arrived back at home, he continued to convince himself that maybe there was another Lynn's somewhere around the city or that maybe she cancelled their plans last minute.
Later that night, he has been sucked into his normal computer games, often stealing glances at his wrist just in case something new appeared. Around 2300, it finally happened, but something was wrong. The handwriting was neat and slow, but that wasn't the biggest problem-the ink was red.
call me sometime 266 504 3440 ;))
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Blue Ink || Minishaw
FanfictionThe world is cruel, and these two boys know it first hand. This is simply the story of two lovers who aren't accepted and their place on this unforgiving place we call Earth, at least from their account. [potential for occasional strong language]
