Dear Troye,
I did a brave thing today, I got rid of one of your shirts. You never wore it and it didn't smell like you so I threw it away. I feel bad about it but I know that's what you would've wanted me to do. I wore one of your shirts to the supermarket today, one of your fans noticed. He gave me a hug and we cried about you for a while. He gave me his number, his name is Matt.
I think you would like him.
I like him though not as much as I love you.
Love,
Connor x
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Dear Troye
FanfictionSequel to ' Fake Accounts And Cute DM's' Troye is gone but Connor still remains. Dealing with the loss of Troye, he finds himself writing letters that will never be answered. Though at least Connor is happy, Right?
