One piece one shots

Child Law X reader

Just cause it's now September I feel this is fitting. like its my last month living in Scotland 😬 and I just want this moving crap over with already. But I'm here to talk between 4:20pm - midnight. Uk- USA ; 4pm - 6pm (I think I've got the right times) - Monday - Saturday. Idk what this even is ? Something about songs and bread haters......... IT WAS LIKE 3AM WHEN I WROTE THIS COME ON.
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Another sleepless night , as usual. Your eyes settle on the guitar in the corner, yet again you climb out of bed and start playing.
"Summer has come and past the innocent can never last , wake me up when September ends."
"Like my fathers come to pass, 7 years has gone so fast , wake me up when September ends"
"Here comes the rain again falling from the starts, drenched in my pain again becoming who we are"
"As my memories rests but never forget what I lost , wake me up when September ends."
"Summer has come and passed the innocent can never last, wake me up when September ends"
"Ring out the bells again like we did when spring began, wake me up when September ends."
"Here comes the rain again falling from the starts, drenched in my pain again becoming who we are"
"As my memories rests but never forget what I lost , wake me up when September ends."
"Summer has come and past the innocent can never last , wake me up when September ends."
"Like my fathers come to pass 20 years has gone so fast, wake me up when September ends"
"Wake me up when September ends"
"Wake me up when September ends"
"Wake me up when September ends."
As You finish the song you hear something, 'I'm just hearing things now.' You put away your guitar, "Got a grudge against September or something?" A voice says before you can turn around. "So what if I do." You replied, now looking at the direction of the voice. "Anyway why are you up?" You question the voice.  "Couldn't sleep." It mumbles, "Come with me then." You sigh as you walk out of the room towards the kitchen. "Have this." You tell him as you hand the sleeping medicine to him. "No." he pushes it away, 'damn he's stubborn.' "Fine." 'Maybe I can put it into food or something...' Your eyes lock onto the bread and you shudder. "Do you want something to eat, a sandwich or something?" You offer "I HATE BREAD!" He screams, "oh thank god...." You mutter as you bring the loaf over - avoiding touching it at all costs as if you did you'd die. "Watch this then." You stab a toothpick into the bread and set it on fire. He sweat drops but seems happy. "Bread shouldn't be classed as edible." "Ever."