John's PoV
"What we're saying, is none of us are perfect."
"Actually, being trans and gay, I am perfect in the eyes of God, obviously."
"Heh... Yeah, I get it. We're all messed up, making us perfect for each other. UwU."
"... Thomas, did you just say 'UwU'...?"
We all burst out laughing. This is normal. This is the best. This is what accepting lovers were like. I was happy. Finally.
But like all good things, this had to end, as a roll of thunder rumbled outside. Alex's eyes snapped open, and I tensed up and we both stared at each other, trying to communicated to each other about how we'd have to get out of here as quickly as possible. Thomas sat there, oblivious to what was going on, eyes closed and relaxed against the couch we were all situated on.
This is not where I wanted this story to go when I started it, but it's been so long since I came up with the idea of this book I can't really remember much about what the original plot was. I'm so so so sorry about this ending.
Truth is, I saw an ending in this chapter and was scared for it to finish, like I failed one of my only successful fics. I know I already have.
I hate it when authors say this, but it's become a truth over time.
I don't have enough shipper energy to finish this fic. I still ship it so much, it's just, I ship different things now as well and I don't feel like I could finish this fic.
Again I'm so sorry.
If anybody would want to finish this story on their account, I have no complaints. Just let me know so anyone who actually wants to finish this story can go and read it.
Ciao Bellas
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