michael

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dear sophie,

i miss you a lot.

sincerely,

michael

days still went by, and nothing changed. no sophie, no friends, no life. he moped around all day - well that was everyday. he only left his room to get food, but then quickly went upstairs to eat it in his room. his mother gradually gave up on telling his to get up, just like everyone else had.

soon after sophie dropped him, everyone else had too. he lost everyone because they were her friends too, and they took her side. to michael, it didn't make much sense, but he didn't really care anymore. he fucked up. he should've just kept his feelings inside, but who was he to do that? he always said what he felt without thinking of what was to come from it.

"hi sophie it's michael. if you could just call me back once and let me apologize? okay bye love you - shit i didn't mean to say that. okay bye." michael mentally cursed at himself. why did he have to say that. see, things never worked in his favor. in the moment, his mother knocked on his door - again, twice in a day. astonishing.

"michael, get out here for dinner. im not letting you sit in your room again." michael's mother practically said this everyday, but never meant it, so michael was surprised when his mother opened the door, grabbed his hand and dragged him out of his safe area. what he did not know was that sophie was also getting dragged somewhere she did not want to be.

the next chapter will be way longer i promise

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