11:50 p.m.
shawn: not dead but I'm downstairs where are you?
me: living room. I'm sitting on the floor by the fireplace I reheated your hot chocolate.
shawn: thanks, I see you I'm coming to sit by you now.
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Teen Fiction"Idk it's like the more I talk to you danielle, the more I find myself falling in love with you."
