Today, March 8th, is my good friend Cat's birthday. She's turning 14, and I wanted to type this up for her because she deserves it and will nOT SAY OTHERWISE IN THE COMMENTS.
Ahem... Anyways...
To my R/P partner,
It's literally impossible not to have fun R/Ping with you, no matter how depressing the prompt may be, as it often is (thanks to yours truly :3). I honestly believe it's impossible for us to have a bad R/P. (Except for that one time with the aliens where it was literally everywhere like wtf were we thinking?!? XD)
Oops. Spoilers. :P
To my fellow depressed teenager,
Things will get better. Keep looking up, and talk to me whenever you need to. I'll always be there for you, whether you're going through the worst part of your life or the best.
To my fellow Hamilton and YouTube trash,
My name is Hope, but you can call me Aaron Burr, Sir. Say no to this and I'll have to fire my guns and ships nonstop, and I assure you I'll never be satisfied. Not until I'm Alexander Hamilton himself. And to the groom (to the groom, to the groom)...
Just kidding! No marriages for us, fellow garbage can. :3
Just remember that your favorite number should always be 39, you should yell at everything, and, most importantly,
You do you
And I'll do me
And we won't do each other...
Probably
To one of my closest friends,
I love you, fam. Happy birthday. ^-^
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Septiplier One-Shots
FanfictionThis is a book of Septiplier one-shots. It consists of mostly fluff, and some extremely light lemon, but no full-on lemon or smut (I don't have a problem with it, I just don't write it). Enjoy!! :D
