The man.
At my door.
He seems quite familiar.
It doesn't ring a bell at the moment.
"Im Dan." He says
"Oh...I'm (y/n)." you reply.
"That's a pretty name." He said in his creepy posh voice.
"How'd you find me?"
"I actually live across the street" he said.
Maybe he wasn't so creepy.
"Well, hi Dan," you say. "I have unpacking to do. I'll see you another time." You say, closing the door.
"Wait-" he says, stopping the door. "Would you like a hand?"
I could use a hand. But do I want the guy who broke the only thing I had left of my dead father, in my house?
"Sure." I said.
That was damn stupid, you think.
3 hours later
We unpacked.
My old life,
now here.
My new life,
That's here.
But it's time I forget about my old life.
But that's for another day.
AUTHORS NOTE/UPDATE:
Hey it's the day before the day before 2018 and I'd like to say: I SAID DANS VOICE WAS POSH BECAUSE THE CHARACTER DOESN'T KNOW THE FUCK DANYUL IS. WHY IS THIS IN ALL CAPS?!
I'd also like to say sorry for cutting it short. I'm at a actually party and I'm sitting in the corner doing this...
Until next time,
Taylor
@whxts_xp
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