Mitchell and I talked for hours. We worked everything out. How I leave the house. Where I can go. And when.
I NEED TO TELL THE HONEYS! But how...
Twitterrrr. As I log on I'm rushed by notifications. So many pictures, and tweets quoting "I'll bee okay, and you'll bee okay." My famous last words. My last words no longer. Because I'm back.
I type out a tweet, making sure I precisely place every word.
'I am trying to get back but we haven't had internet for a while & I just want you all to be ready and be okay with it, I'll explain it all.'
Less than a minute later Mitchell responds "WOOPY :D"
I love how he responds so positively to anything.
'You shall be my first follow :)'
Oh the fangirls will go crazy for that. Wait for them to find out I'm moving.
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Happy Little Pill
FanficTake me away Dry my eyes Bring color to my skies ~A Straubee fanfiction~