"it's not what it looks like!" jared blurts from the bed as evan walks in.
evan just stares at jared and connor in bed.
he sighs as connor begins to snicker.
"it's getting old, jare."
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where's my mind / poetry, oneshots etc.
Поэзияwriting like i'm running out of time; like i need it to survive.
