Breaths Of Ivory - Dan Howell
Cold and wet, murky and undesirable. Rain pouring in the early hours of morning. And then... A generous man with an umbrella. A party two weeks later - the same umbrella. The same owner. Heartbreak ensues. When does it not? I don't know how I'll move on. But I have to. We both do, right? Either we both move on, or w...