i walk towards the exit and open the doors, the cold air slapping me in the face. usually i'd grab matty's hand and pull him close to me, but when i reach my hand out i just hit a stranger walking past me.
"i-i'm sorry." i whisper. but they're already behind me.
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some kid on my bus yelled at me for being upset bc he thought i was upset bc of him...boi
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Fanfiction1:02a.m. matty borrows a cigarette from a pretty girl just to talk to her. *lowercase intended
