that was all corbyn said for awhile. it was almost as if daniel had imagined it.
"i'm not sure how long you've been here, but i've done some research" research? the comatose boy thought, what am i? a science project?
"i'm here on behalf of a humanities project that's worth 50 percent of our grade" great. i'm a fucking charity case. daniel spat bitterly in his own mind.
"we're supposed to chose some sort of community service or an activity that could help others, and record results as the year goes on" why choose me? what's so interesting about me?
"if you were awake, daniel, we'd be in the same class. anyway, i heard that you can hear me and i figured that if i could hear people chatting to me all day and i never knew the date or time, i'd go insane"
dani was sure he would to. it felt like no time had passed but it also felt like it had been 10 years.
"it's september 1st of 2020,"
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haiiiii
IM SO EXCITED LIKE
THEYRE HERE
THEYRE BACK
LIKE I FUCKING CALLWD IN TO WORK CAUSE I CANT
LIKE THEY LOOK SO GOOD AND AND. AHHHHH
JACK NEEDS TO POST ON HIS STORY OR SUM LIKE RN THO
corbyn's hairrrr
fukkkk he's so gorgeousJonah looks so mf good like wrf yeshhhh come thruuu
and he's so babieeee like love me plssss thanxxx
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FanfictionComplete Daniel Seavey resides in the hospital after a terrible crash left him in a state of paralyses below his hips and in a coma. although he can hear everything, he can't wake up and it feels like he's going crazy, until the voice of a mysterio...