It was another normal day for the non-related yet slightly-related family living in a penthouse.
Two guys were cuddled up in a king sized bed, hugging each others legs seeing as one was sleeping with his head at the end of the bed.
A little, adorable, redheaded boy in his late teens was hugging a pillow in his room, dreaming about flower crowns.
A girl was sitting outside in the pavilion, blowing the smoke from her cigarettes into the cold November air, thinking about her world and how meaningless life was.
Another man was sitting in his laboratory in the basement, finishing some experiments before he yawned and went outside to sit with the smoker girl.
And finally, a man, about six feet tall, with black hair with purple highlights, piercings all over his ears, one on his lip, full sleeve inked arms, and the most seductive face in the world, was snoring away in his brightly colored room with flower posters on the walls.
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All In Your Head
General Fiction"Well he didn't try actually, he already did. That was the twist. Everyone that came here was dead. Levi never woke up after dying in the hospital. He thought he did. But he didn't. Lillian died from malnutrition and insomnia, the girl never slept b...
