status : available
ship/boy : any
description :
Eyes that were bloodshot. Hair no more greaser than the used car salesman in the stingy part of town. For being a cigarette shop cashier was more like being the grim reaper.
In which a boy sells cigarettes to people on a daily basis, has an unlawfully bad lifestyle, but still manages to find something evergreen in what seems to be full of dead nothings.
- anya
YOU ARE READING
story ideas
Fanfictionand a silly girl writes story ideas, hoping they are good enough for someone to want one. cover by the amazing @spiceandlime. images used in the cover are not mine.
