Sienna///
I groaned as my blaring alarm went off for my morning jog. I guess I got myself with that one. I didn't like waking up early, but somehow managed to go outside every morning at 5:30 in the freaking morning. Like seriously what is wrong with me?!
I walked out the door, shutting it behind me. I ran for what felt like hours. I quickly turned the corner in 45th street and made my way to my favorite café.
Just as I was about to order my usual...........he came in.
With that damn stick slapping on the cold red floors of that little café.
A/N; ok ummm this is my first time writing on here so idk what to do.lmao. Well this was really short but I'm going to make my chapters longer. To my one reader I freaking love you.
YOU ARE READING
Eyesight///e.g.d
FanfictionEthan///a boy who knows his way around town smacking a stick on the floor. Sienna///a girl who sits at a cafe' everyday, same table, same time; everyday. She always wondered who the boy was who was always facing in her direction...with that stick.
