In which, Freddy has been in love with his best friend since University and has had to watch her with others.
❝Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.❞
Or in which Amy has had too many unhealthy relationships than what she deserves and r...
A golden chariot was ridden proudly across the sky, horses of pure light galloping across the clouds, the chariot's rider with his sword drawn sharp. The white frost-scaled dragon was once again soaring above, swooping occasionally to deliver a harsh, crisp breeze or barrage of snow and scaring away the sun roman's people of life and light as much as it could before the sword melted through its scales.
Amy was sat on the sil of the bedroom window, a woolen blanket around her and a warm mug of coffee enveloped in her hands. She brought the mug to her lips and hummed softly as the warmth trickled down her throat. She drew her attention away from the view of the window to the calender on the wall, Tuesday December 22nd 2019.
A soft russle of sheets made Amy turn her gaze to the bed that she'd left Freddy in twenty minutes ago. She watched lightly as he turned over onto his back - still asleep - and dangled half of his four long limbs off the bed and Amy couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of him looking as if he was about to fall out.
She picked up her phone from under her knees and began scrolling through Instagram, she smiled everytime she came a across a post from a family member or friend back home enjoying their Christmas themed days out or days in.
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