The next day, Tyler woke up and Josh wasn't in the bed with him. He walked out of their room and into the kitchen, where Josh was standing over the oven with something cooking...
Burning by the smell of it.
"Josh, what are you doing?"
Josh turned around to face Tyler, smiling softly. "I just wanted to make you breakfast, but I don't know how to cook."
Tyler laughed, and walked over to Josh, who was now dumping burned remains of eggs and bacon into the trashcan.
"It's the thought that counts. But, let's go to McDonald's."
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Okay so I guess I should let you guys know that I just published a new story called 'Poison' and it's Frerard, but the plot is sort of similar to this one, because someone asked me to do this story but make it a frerard version, so I did. I changed it up a bunch though because I didn't want two of the same story, so they're only similar.
It's not finished yet, I think I published like 12 chapters. So check it out if you want, it's coming along pretty good. I might not be able to get a lot or writing done right now though, because I have Marching band competitions and football games I have to play at every weekend, and it's always a struggle because I live in South Carolina with all that fucking flooding and shit, and everything is just super frustrating and also I broke my ankle and I hate everything goodbye.
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sometimes to stay alive, you gotta kill your mind《joshler》
RandomTyler decided to take a detour on the way back to the hotel, while Josh heads straight back. Turns out this wasn't the best idea. Triggers: Rape, Suicidal thoughts and actions, Cutting