Unfortunate

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Diper Pines, a brown haired twenty-one year old with pale skin and a length of five foot six. The boy didn't quite fit in with the people he was surrounded by at this moment. Dipper and both his great-uncle's had come all the way to the carribean to see if they could do some trades- that was their job, after all. The brunet was currently at a small market, a bunch of stands celling all kinds of stuff around him. The boy was absolutely fascinated by mostly the swords and pistols. The swords had beautifully forged silver blades with really elegant detailing at the grasp. He could constantly feel people's eyes on him as if he were a rare animal.
Dipper sighed a little, dropping his arms to his sides and standing up. He went straight to the docks, utterly exhausted by the time he got there, as he hadn't slept very well in the past week.
The brunet constantly had nightmares. Dipper could, furtunately, force himself to wake up, wich was sort of an advantage. But he preferred to just be able to sleep properly.

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Hellooo, I started a new fic, obviously. I am unsure of continuing 'bittersweet' as I wrote that roughly half a year ago and my writing was horrible. The plot is also extremely unoriginal. And again, I have way less time with school and such. I'll see how far I'll come with this fanfiction, but I'm more confident in my writing now, so that's a plus!
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, thank you for your time and be sure to leave feedback if you want to! 💕