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TW/CW: Mentions of unhealthy relationships, death, guns, and attempted assault. Just as a fair warning. It's only onescene towards the end thatcontainsthesethemes, but it may be upsetting forsomereaders.
The next evening - at around 10 pm - I was sitting in bed debating whether or not to text Wilbur for a whole hour. I'd already put it off for the entire day while I went about my regular chores and errands, but my head had been filled by the image of his gorgeous smile for so long that I was starting to go stir crazy.
Eventually, I plucked up enough courage and wrote out a message to the number.
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"Oh god, that sounds so fucking awkward," I groaned, flopping back on my bed and dropping my phone beside me. "He remembered you yesterday dumbass! You don't need to remind him of when he saw you at KFC, that's just stupid."
My phone buzzed with an incoming message and I shot up straight, fumbling with my pin number to reply.
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