It's been two weeks now. After he left, I got depression, I can't see the point of living anymore. He was my very best friend. My company. The one that kept me "sane" or maybe I thought so, but he's gone...for now. I just realised the more I care, the more I get hurt."Come find me at the stray hour" his words repeated continuously inside my head. But I never understood what he meant.
"... stray hour " I wondered.
" does he mean..midnight " I thought. "I need to get out of here"
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The side effects || Lee Know ff
Fanfiction˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆.✧̣̇˚. ˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆.✧̣̇˚. ˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆.✧̣̇˚. ˚ ⟡ [ 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈 ]-[ 𝙴𝙳𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 ]-[ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ]. ⟡ 𝙴𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛 �...