Twenty One.

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Guess who's back. So basically my last update was in about fucking WW1 oops. I just seem to go through periods of time without writing. My bad. Anyways, I really want to hold a book cover competition but I doubt anyone would actually participate.. everyone hates me lmao. But if you're genuinely interested, comment or message me or something.
also just a random update about my life, not that anyone gives two fucks, but I bought tickets to see Bring Me The Horizon in September and I'm so fucking excited omf. Anyways,
Enjoy the chapter. :)
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"I promise everything is completely okay Reed," I told him. I mean, it's not exactly okay for the moment, but it would be in time. There's plenty of other productive things I could be doing rather than crying over a silly boy.
"Okay, but if there's anything wrong you know you can talk to me right? Promise you'll tell me?" He said with worry laced in his voice.
"I promise," I said holding up my pinky.
He chucked and we pinky promised. Our friendship is childish as fuck, but I don't care. We're children at heart.
| An hour later; on the bus |
We had come back from the pub with much trouble after dragging Ash back because he was so heavily intoxicated that he could barely stand, let alone walk. But we managed to get him into bed and eventually we got him to stay there.
"We should get to sleep everyone, tomorrow's going to be the biggest show of the tour." Andy said.
THIS IS SO FUCKIN SHORT OH MY GOSH

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