And yes I took that photo. Lol.
Anyway, yay you made it!Please pray for Ukraine🇺🇦. I hope the war will end and with the result of Ukraine having as much land as before and with Russia paying for most of the damage caused by the war. It probably won't end up like that but it would be nice if the war just ended in general. Please save Ukraine! 🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦
~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}Louis Partridge✨🎵👌
I slowly moved my legs out of the vehicle, slightly feeling the ground underneath my shoes.
"Louis, please help me with some of these boxes." My grandmother spoke lightly.
I simply nod my head and open the truck with a button. Grabbing two boxes stacking them on top of each other, covering my face.
I hear a slight murmur and suddenly have weight lifted off from my arms.
"Here. Let me help." A girl says lightly, carrying the box into the house.
"I'm sorry, who the hell are you?" I asked putting the box down on the floor by the entrance.
"Oh. Sorry. My mother and father told me to help." She replied, setting the box down near mine and stepping out of the house.
As confused as I was, I just went with it. We continued moving the rest of the boxes because, only so much can fit in the trunk of a small car.
The moving van eventually came by and we had more things to unload.
"So why are you moving here?" She asked all a sudden making me jump slightly.
"I don't quite know. My grandmother just started to pack our things up and we went here." I said confused with my grandmas actions.
She nodded and step down the few stairs to the moving van to get some boxes.
She was nice. He smile was warming and made me feel welcome. I was happy to make a new friend.
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Sorry this is short. I did not post a new chapter in a LONG time. I have had so many essays and assignments due, it was just a lot of pressure. ANDDDD the week everything was due, I got sick. Convenient but bullshit. Sorryyyy byeeee🇺🇦🇺🇦
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Fanfiction"I'm telling tales not lies darling, lies are bad things, tales are to entertain." "That may be true but, we are not here to entertain." -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-• Louis just moved back to London with his grandm...