it was after the performance.
beads of sweat were still rolling down his face and arms. Patrick takes out the key to the hotel room and pushes open the door with little effort. Pete isn't there yet. He plopped himself down on the bed. It was strange how Pete wasn't there in the room yet. He sighed deeply and let the thought go.
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Patrick. (a short story)
Fanfiction(hI wArnInG: idk what the fuck I was on whilst writing this so im sorry if this is crap) This is my first peterick fan fiction. um it might be really shitty but hey I put a lot of time and effort into it so I hope you like it (whenever I decide to a...
