Tw; mentions of drugs and alcohol. Please if i miss some of the triggering topics bplease inform me!
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But why? Why do i want to help him? He is my fucking enemy. I slowly reached down to his shoulder and made him sit. I hugged him while he started to cry out loud. He was cold. His skin was nearly freezing. I got up and gave him my coat to warm him up. Then we started to walk. He couldn't even stand up on his own. I asked him.
W-"quackity.... Are .. are you on drugs..?"
He mumbled something but i couldn't hear him. He was defiantly drunk or high. Then we came to his house. When i turned my back to close the door behind us i heard something drop. He had fallen to the ground.
W-"oh come on know...!» why is he like this?
Why did he done something so bad to himself ? Why... why do i care so much..? I shocked(?) my head around with these thoughts, then tried to wake him up.
W-"quackity... hey uhhh wake up and go sleep in your room please..?" I asked him kindly.
W-" quackity your going to to freeze till your death if you keep sleeping on the fl-"
Fuck.
I accidentally fell on him. He was still sleeping peacefully like an new born baby. I then quickly tried to get up but he hugged me.
Q-" i- i know im high and stuff but... can we stay like this for a little more..?" He said in a low voice.
Fuck. That turned me on so much. Wait. WHAT. i blushed while slowly laying on to him. He hugged me with his hands. I could feel his chest with my own one. I blushed heavily. He fell asleap again. It made me feel trusted. I then got up and tried to find his room. Or i thought so...
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Quackbur
FanfictionNot my drawing/photo if i don't say its mine. Credit to whoever drawd them. I was bored in my math class so here we are. It contains a lot of topics that can trigger You. So read the bio before reading the chapter. It is english however it contains...
