Michael was a teenage boy. A tall, blue haired teenage boy who spent his time smoking with his friends and playing endless chords on his beaten up guitar.
Rory was a teenage girl. A short, purple haired teenage girl who spent her time walking alone at midnight and sitting under the fairy lights glued to her bedroom wall.
On a normal Tuesday night, their paths crossed. Following a bizarre friend request and a picture of his penis, snapchat is what brought the two coloured teenagers together.
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IM EXCITED FOR THIS BYE
((warning: mentioning/acts of domestic violence, drug use and sexual content are in this story. I shall put a * on the titles of chapters with violence, smut and drug use.))
