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i don't throw the cup of hot chocolate before i reach my apartment. i'd meant to, but along the way it slipped out of my mind. it's only once i turn on the lights to my apartment do i realise two things.
one, simply that i'd forgotten to throw it, not a problem in the least.
and, two, that it's just as well i hadn't remembered. because, as i place it down on the counter, i notice that there's something written on the cup in black ink. far too long of a note to just be percy's name.
jic u wanna be friends:
beneath, in the little space left, he'd written his phone number.
there's a line drawn through the sevens.
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the song rain by "sleep token" is very much like jercy-esque i think, for this fic in particular. it's a really lovely song comparing love to the cleansing action of rain ifyw give it a listen! i'll leave up a comment here with the link :)
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coup de foudre | jercy
Fanfictionhim? oh, he's like the sea. you could drown in his voice alone.
