The second week of the month began, and not a single one of them spoke about the situation that transpired prior those weeks passed.
Blissfully unaware, oblivious, naivete.
Isn't it better? Like a rollercoaster back in time, right back at the moment of dread when the map was still shattered, and nonchalance lingered the air, ennui brought no regard to anything that transpired.
The thin line between living and inanimate beings—breaking, but now, it wasn't. The line thickens, and the gap between unlikely pairs were severing—albeit, holding onto that thin line that are apparently, ceasing with time. But the resolute of a new dawn approaching—slow and faint, reminds them of the impending confrontation that they actively so avoid.
For what?
Humans are complicated creatures; they often avoid the problem than openly tackling it with others. Is it due to fear? Anger? Was the thought of a disagreement simply unfavorable? Or was the thought of one's feelings being unvalidated?
Is it the heart that overrules? Rationality? Scientific basis and logic? Or is it instinct?
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His Formidable Return {Glamrock Freddy x Reader}
FanfictionThe sequel to "Nothing But A Stranger" Your return to work after the whole fiasco has been quite smooth, and duties are now resuming in your nighttime obligations. However, as you progress through the days, memories of things you thought you have lo...
