dan sighed, his back against the wall. he started to slide down to sit on the floor.
he sighed again, looking at the bottle in his hand, tilting it a little, seeing the liquid plash around slightly.
he moved the bottle, placing it on his lips. he poured a little into his mouth, smiling at the familiar bitter taste.
as soon as he got the alcohol in his system he felt better, making him drink more.
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this reminds me of sipping life from bottles from happy little pill ~🐝
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excuse me, who? //phan [COMPLETED] (book #1)
Fanfiction"Text me later" I say and give him a pice of paper with my number on. "Sure, see ya" he said and winked. But little did I know that later on he dropped the paper and an unknown person picked it up. --- Dan Howell, a seventeen year old punk boy with...