she laid in her coffin of wool and fabric, the rain pattering on the bedroom windows
the orange bottle sat on the mahogany nightstand, completely empty
as her music played through her earbuds, the faintest hint of a smile was plastered on her face
the calming beat made her drowsy, and she closed her eyes
knowing that she wouldn't open them again.
no roco's gf what r u doing?????????
YOU ARE READING
once upon a time..
Fantasya series of small stories/poems about c!roco and other related characters (these are canon to the story) part of the hunt/unfinished symphony universe created by @timberrr_
