in which a distressed girl stumbles into an IHOP at 3am on a snowy friday in the shortest, tightest, black dress, clunky boots, and a hoodless princeton sweatshirt to keep her warm. it starts to become a tradition for her every friday, at the same time. and with out knowing it a certain boy with emerald eyes and curls falls in love with her more, and more each friday.
a/n: lowercase is intended. this is ally by the way and my story, faye will hopefully be posting something soon! xx
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ihop | h.s. au
Fanfictiona boy who falls in love too easily and a girl who doesn't fall in love (#168 in Short Story #580 in Fanfiction)
