"it was nice talking to you." brendon genuinely meant it.
"you too, bren."
"ry. you left a piece of paper on your seat."
"keep it. it's for you."
apparently, ten digits can make a heart skip a beat.
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thirteen hours ✧ ryden
Fanfictionhour one: "hi, i'm brendon." "i'm ryan." hour thirteen: "ry. you left a piece of paper on your seat." "keep it. it's for you." warning: ⚣ hi please stop reading this i hate it okay ily bye
