nash walks up to her while she eats her cupcake.
"it's nice to see you eating."
laughs "it's nice to eat."
"so how you been?"
"better. i talked to nia."
"oh yea? you didn't rip her head off?"
"no. but she's going to come over here in a few."
"oh i should probably leave. she hates me. i told her about my feelings."
"then thank me. at least now she doesn't want to completely murder you." chuckles.
"what?" he asked confused. she pointed towards nia and threw the cupcake wrapper away.
"good luck."
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Short Storyi drew a butterfly on my wrist, in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist, but things got bad and i started to cry, so the butterfly on my wrist had to die. once again i tried to set myself free, but it seems my thoughts have stolen the ke...
