Eventually, The Purge ended. We finished watching Child's Play and went our separate ways. The Pretty Boys left all their riding mowers in the streets. Maybe someone else will pick them up next year. The Halloween Team hung up their costumes for next year. And next Halloween.
And I went to sleep. What?
I was tired.
Okay, fine. I fell asleep on Waverly's shoulder for, like, five minutes. That was it! nothing else happened.
I can already hear you guys typing away at some fanfics of us.
Oh, well. There's always next year.
YOU ARE READING
FahrenHATE 451
Fanfiction[Completed] It's that time year: Purge Night. Daria Beatty has one goal: burn all the Fifty Shades books without, ya'know, dying. Of course, she also has a bunch of other little goals and happens to go to the one college that has, like, all the psyc...
