eve
she should break up with him. or start crying. or just ignore him.
right when she's ready to pull away, right when she's ready to give up, he comes to school with flowers and chocolates and a cute button-down that makes her grin.
"happy birthday," he says with a half-smile. "i'm sorry about not treating you that well. i'll make it up to you, i promise."
she smirks, the previous thoughts fleeting her mind. "my parents aren't home tonight."
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the brain project [1]
Short Story❝ am i supposed to believe that you're not still a dick? ❞ ❝ yes. ❞ ❝ no. ❞ ❝ maybe. ❞
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