Grayson was a totally different person online than he was in real life, I mean aren't we all that way? He was shy and often didn't talk to people, he wasn't the one to put himself out there.
He was the tumblr hoe who everyone aspired to be. He painted art and listen to records, posted "aesthetically pleasing" photos, he had his apartment decorated and organized but also he dressed like he was stuck in the 90's.
Grayson wore a short sleeve white tee with a red outline of a cherry on it near the left of his chest while wearing a pair of light denim high waisted jeans, with the bottoms rolled up slightly. He sat in his car reading an article online while sipping a smoothie.
Instagram: DM from @ethandolan
' hey babe wyd '
Grayson bit his lip and opened the app, his thumb hovered over the keys before typing out
' Hello Ethan. I am going to the mall later '
' can i join still in nj '
He rolled his eyes and looked outside of the passenger window, Ethan was a complete stranger, did he want to risk possibly getting kidnapped? or hurt? or killed?
' Fine. OTW now'
So he is risking it.
Another buzz.
' damn ok let me get ready '
YOU ARE READING
ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴄᴇ ʀᴜɪɴᴇʀ ☽ grethan
Fanfic❝ you two are basically like yang, you're the innocent white and he's the black seeping in slowly ❞
