i have no fkn internet and im in this stupid car for a long ass time so im writing this story for my two favorite love birds. faffy and tyler. lots of love. emily.
Days have passed since the event in the groupchat. Days of pain, anxiety and anticipation. There hasnt been a single interaction between anyone in the chat, no questions, no answers. Silence, an eerie silence. Enough silence to trap one in their thoughts, that being Faffy, he feels lost, was this his fault? Did he ruin them? Is it over? Should he end it?
Faffy spends the next few nights unslept because he just cannot rest without dreaming of Tyler. Faffy is spiralling.
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