Ophelia:
I miss our talks
12:35 a.m.
Ophelia:
Its been a little over a week, and I don't know if I sound stupid for saying that I'm worried about you. I just wish you would at least say hi.
12:39 a.m.
Ophelia:
I miss when you would FaceTime me, and we would talk about whatever would pop up in our heads at the moment. Like whether you would be a Sith or a Jedi (we were both always on the dark side for obvious reasons), or if Led Zeppelin would ever go on tour again
12:45 a.m.
Ophelia:
am I making any sense? fuck. I shouldn't have drank that whole bottle...
1:02 a.m.
Ophelia:
I miss you.
2:38 a.m.
YOU ARE READING
twitter. // matty healy
Fanfiction@Truman_Black: hi, who's your favorite musician? 1:02 a.m. @opheliagrey91: I'm sorry, who are you? 1:23 a.m. // a story in which a musician and a dancer converse over twitter. matty healy fanfiction, I do not own the 1975, matty healy (sadly) or c...
