As I walked out of the neighbor's house, I looked over the events that have occurred. The neighbor was very timid. I wonder if she ever goes out. Her garden was stunning, too. I guess that's her time outside. How long did it take to make it? I'll have to ask her tomorrow, if she's not too busy. After I left (Y/n) driveway, I saw two girls whispering to each other. Not in a good way, though.
I could faintly hear part of the conversation. "What's he doing in her house?..... Crippled?..... Wierd." I rose an eyebrow, though people couldn't see it. (A/N: Oh trust me, Cry, WE KNOW ABOUT YOUR EYEBROW RAISING >:3) I just shook my head and walked back up my driveway with my hands in my pockets. I don't know what, but there's something behind (Y/n), and I'm going to find out what it is.
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DUN DUN DUN!!!! Detective Cry on the case! Sorry this was a bit short, folks. I shall leave you to your own devices..... BUT!!!! Please read the author's note before this one if you're one of those people who skip author's notes
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Любовные романыYou are (Y/n) (L/n), a socially awkward twenty year old girl with a major talent in gardening. To bad you only had your garden to keep you company. But what happens when a certain poker faced Youtuber moves into the house right next to yours? Will h...
