"a-are you gonna kill me?"
"what? why would i kill you?"
he chuckled and picked up a cigarette from the ashtray.
"why else did you pull me into your room?"
the smell of nicotine, beer, and a rotten slice of pizza filled the entire room making my head spin. he tapped the ashes of his cigarette onto the tray and took a long drag.
"so you wouldn't rat me out to that fat and wrinkly con-artist of a landlord."
"con-artist?..."
"geez, don't tell me you were scammed too."
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nephophilia | myg
Fanfictionnephophilia - obsession of clouds; love for clouds in which a simpled minded girl has found something to cherish for the first time in her life. but the more precious 'that' something is, the easier it is to break. a min yoongi fanfic all rights res...
