Dear Ethan,
They took me to the police station and questioned me about a lot of things. Most things there was no answer to, others there was a whole page I could write about.
I told them about our argument we had the night before you went.
they asked why your boots were so muddy; why I thought your bedsheets were in the wash.
they asked me why.
I couldn't tell them.
And after a while I lost my patience and cried like a baby, but I miss you.
and it didn't help that Someone reported that they'd seen you in town.
I need some sleep, man.
you're driving me insane.
night.
- si.
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LETTERS → BHZ | FIN
Fanfiction[ BEHZINGA ] | the ones who shine the brightest tend to burn out first.
