Hey Mer,
I found something. I was making coffee and I spilled boiling hot water on myself by accident. So I rushed to the bathroom, and being my clumsy self I fell. I fell right into the tub. The curtain has been torn from the rod and shampoo bottles and soap bars are scattered everywhere. But I could honestly care less. I even forgot about my screaming burns. I lay in the tub and it gave me a new perspective of the bathroom. And tucked between the sink and the tiles was a bag filled with what I thought was salt. It's not salt... It's not salt. I really thought he stopped. But I guess I was just being stupid. I mean once you're hooked... there is no turning back. How am I going to confront Hiccup about this? Christmas is just around the corner...
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FanfictionL E T T E R S T O M E R "You were drowning, you were screaming for help... but I was ignorant to the splashes and I was deaf to your pleas. I want to apologize, but I don't know where to start. Besides, it's too late now." - Disclaimer: I don't ow...
