"Another day without a bae..." I say to myself while flopping on my couch.
It was Christmas eve, and I was going to spend it alone again. Im nineteen, in college, I hate my family, I have no friends, and I have no boyfriend. You would think people would want to be friends with the basic white girl, but you'd be wrong. I've lived in America for eight years, so i've spent most of my life here. Even after all these years I still haven't made a single friend.
I hear my stomach growl. I should probably eat something.
I head to the fridge only to find I had no food left. It's to late to go grocery shopping so I might as well go out to eat... What place would be open on Christmas eve? I'll have to roam around for a bit to find one.
A/N this is going to be a short story.
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joulu lesbo
RomanceA Christmas story about love. Two friends fall in love do to an unfortunate event. Trigger Waring: i'll add as needed. For mature audiences (may contain smut)
