i rest my hand on his cheek. as i admire him more closely, he's even more beautiful. (drop dead gorgeous. s-see what i did there??)
he rubs the cheek my hand's on. what the hell?
it's like he knows i'm here. of course he doesn't. (i typed 'doesnt' and it auto corrected to 'fleshy' wtf)
i think i'll follow him a bit. i want to know more about this man.
he doesn't drink anything but a water. after a bit, he says his goodbyes. the man named matt passed him a small clear bag of something green. he takes it and walks out the door. i follow close behind him.
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we know the way to heaven // fransykes
Fanfictionin which josh, a ghost, has an impossible passion for a mortal man. this might have a sad ending idfk but maybe not most likely not
