Hey, to put some context. I originally had some trouble writing chapter 3 and was unsure how I wanted to play it out or start it.
I just wanted to share a small draft I scrapped out cuz I kinda feel sad just erasing it out forever.
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Normally I would have lack of sleep due to a recurring nightmare, but tonight I was drowning in an ocean of thoughts about the sender.
Before I've always felt close to the sender, but never romantically. It always felt like a close female friend or mother whispering gently to me, telling me it's all going to be alright. Never have I ever considered the sender to be a guy.
I spent most of the night laying down on my bed, imagining about how the sender would look.
A strong silhouette came unto mind, contrary to his build he would he sweet and gentle. A type of person embrace you goodnight. He would gently sing to you and ki-
"What is wrong with me, Missile!" I bounced up to a sitting postion, hoping to get advice from my pomeranian friend. Missile, nevertheless stayed asleep.
It was just another sleepless night for me as The Case of the Secret Admirer continues.
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Miles having a gay panic is absolutely adorable and painfully relatable.
Anyways see you in chapter 4.
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The Case of the Secret Admirer (Wrightworth)
Fanfiction"My Dearest Miles, I'm sorry to hear that you weren't able to make your trial debut yesterday. One day you'll be able to step into the courtroom and the world will know just how great you are. Never forget to keep going, I'll always be her...
