Fresh's POV
I cautiously opened the door to my house, even if I know that my dad is always asleep at this time. I looked around just to make sure he wasn't lurking in the shadows. I went upstairs and heard a soft breathing sound coming from my fathers room. I sighed in relief as I opened the door to my room, opening my drawer cabinet, grabbing my knife, ready to cut myself once more...
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Beep...
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My phone made a vibrating, beeping sound...a text? But, from who? Definitely not Alphys, she's usually watching anime at this hour. Maybe Papyrus? No,he has cooking lessons. Napstablook? He's composing music, so that's a no. NC? Nope, he has to stay at school for extra credit in PE. I set the knife down on the nightstand and checked to see who it could be.
PJ.
He texted me. And this is what he said:
PJ: Hey, Fresh? Can I talk to you about something?
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//DISCONTINUED//Black and White ( A nerd and jock story)
Fanfictiondon't sue me I'm not rascist I swear. This is my first fanfic pls don't judge me I luv dis ship. If you don't then why are you even here? anyways, there might be a *little* lemon....? if I want to, and I'm probably going to do a lemon. And prepare...
