later that morning, i decided to pay thomas a visit. all he's been doing great, and it's not that i wanna mess him up, i'm just lonely.
he's sitting on his couch, watching some show which i'm not bothered to know.
i appear next to him, earning a groan from him. "i wasn't even thinking about you" he speaks up, looking over at me. "calm down, sunshine" i retort in a dull tone.
"then why are you here?"
"i need to be stimulated, and i need entertainment, so call a friend over so i can be entertained" i answered blankly, to thomas's surprise, i usually show my dislike for people so he is especially shocked.
"you want-"
"i want you to call a friend over" i repeat, raising a brow. did he not hear me the first time?
i peer over his shoulder as he goes to his contacts, seeing him press the obvious choice, his friend joan. they're a nice person, i just don't like how logic in the form of joan called me cute in his own way.
"happy?" thomas looks over at me, as if i held a gun to his head, though he is happy.
see...i can be nice...yeah...i'm an okay guy.
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pale || prinxiety
Fanfiction⚠️ C O M P L E T E D ⚠️ i used a pale shade of foundation for a reason. it hides a lot. it hides the red cheeks either from blushing, or when the skin gets irritated from tears. [Highest Ranking: 16th August 2017, #148 in Fanfiction]
