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7:30am
Toddy Pov.
'Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull T-shirt'

'Toddy'

'pst wake up'

'Mmm nooo' I rolled over

'Come on I've got school and you gotta edit your vlog'

'Noooooo I don't want tooo' I pulled my hand out searching for her tiny body to realize she was on the other side of me.

So I turned pulling her closer smelling her familiar smell. She always smelt like chocolate.

7:35am
'Cause your my fella my guy,
Hand me your Stella and fly'

'Come on get ready' she whispered placing her hands on face placing her forehead on mine.

'Ok' picking myself up and making my way to the shower. Undressing and stepping into the warm water.

I help but let my mind closed with the thoughts of how it used to be when we where 17.

12:01 am Junior Year
'By the time I'm out the door
You tear mean down like Roger Moore'

'Shhh where going to get caught' she giggled to me as we tip toed up the old hard wood stairs.

We giggled out of control making it through her bedroom doors collapsing on her bed.

12:05am
'I told you I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good

Her giggles filled my ear as we kissed in the night. Unaware of the monsters inside our heads.

Observing her room and all her glory. Posters of bands like Panic! At The Disco and her unhealthy obsession with Brendon Urie.

Then trophies and metals from wrestling tournaments and pictures of us and her family.

Then there she was laying down besides me her arms wrapped around mine, her head on my shoulder.

Her perfect imperfections.

12:08am
'Upstairs in bed with my ex boy,
He's in a place but I can't get joy'

Black hair that I loved running my fingers through.

Her body, her curves she said she didn't like. That they 'make her look fat'.

She wasn't, she was perfect.

7:40am
'This is when my buzzer goes,
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta'

'Toddy!?' Her voice broke me from my day dreaming

'Yea!?' I yelled back

Soon hearing the door open then close. The toilet seat being put down and then she sat.

'Are you okay?' She asked as I poured some shampoo in my hair

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