[FROM THE FUTURE: Yeesh, my account fucked me over pretty bad. If this has been published many times, it was because my computer is a dick. But when I tried to come back to mobile, it said Ethereal wasn't my story.
But I managed to fix it after panicking. It involved a very chaotic process...ah, I won't go into detail.
Sorry.]
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As it turns out, I didn't decide where to take Sock the next day. Or the day after that. Just being honest here.
It simply wasn't coming to me. I mean, I knew what I would have done if my mom wasn't an absolute idiot. Some things, however, can't be altered.
So, anything that dealt with money/driving was out of the picture. This included anything out of town, restaurants, dances, ECT. Basically, everything.
Anything that counted as a logical date wasn't going to work.
In the end, I was the equivalent of a used match; burned to a stump.
I threw my bag on the floor, ignoring the rather loud thump that followed. I couldn't be bothered with issues like whether or not my binders were bent. I cared about school, yes, but I didn't drive into every single pothole just to make sure everything was perfect (with the exclusion of my head, of course). Why should I?
I gave in to my plan B: ask Sock what he wanted to do.
Because, hey; it made sense.
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This sucks, but I tried. Also, yeah, another short one, but better things are coming as soon as the next chapter.
Thanks, and goodbye.
[*shadow-travels away, somehow*]
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Ethereal
FanfictionSee, we all have wings, but it takes the love of your life to learn to fly. My wings were broken. I'd been dropped repeatedly, lost, forgotten. Left behind, alone, so alone. I thought I would never leave the ground again. But all it took was one tou...
