The next week, I woke up in the middle of the night to a thud.
I checked the time, 4:32.
I went out of my room and saw Luke on the floor.
He was sitting in the living room, a beer bottle in his hands.
He was trying to explain to me about his ex again.
I grabbed him by the arm where his purple bracelet sits and led him to the couch.
I replaced his beer with a glass of water.
He went to sleep immediately.
I've been drunk before.
I wonder why my bracelet's still gray.
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bracelets // m.c au
Fanfictiondon't let the colors fade to gray. © plaidlucas | 2014